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Let me start off by stating this is a work of fiction based on a fantasy i wish i would have had the balls to actually follow through on with my real uncle. Tweaking with my uncle I waited for the week my aunt Kathy was going to visit her sister for the whole week. My uncle Robert was gonna be alone that whole time. It was no family secret that he got high and fucked around on my aunt while she would take her vacations. I had told my aunt that I’d be around and try to help him behave. I promised to help keep him away from the pussy while she was gone. I had my own plans for the week. My aunt had lent me her key to their apartment and I just walked right in and made myself at home. I sat down on the living room couch and pulled my supplies from my backpack. My uncle must have heard me moving around because he came out of his room and into the living room. He must have been sleeping because he was only wearing a pair of white briefs. I loved staring at his bulge when he was in his underwear. He didn’t catch me checking him out. He just asked what I was doing there and I explained about having the key and that I was there to babysit him and pussy block. We both laughed at that last part but for different reasons. He thought I was being facetious. He sat down next to me on the couch and said that he wasn’t really feeling like company. So I offered him a “pick me up” hit. He laughed and said he wasn’t feeling up to smoking pot. I replied who said anything about pot. I reached into my bag and pulled out a small case. I opened that case and pulled out a meth pipe and lighter. His eyes lit up and asked why I had that. I told him the same reason he smoked Tina, we like to blow clouds and shoot a load. Again we both laughed. I handed him the pipe and he lit up and blew the first cloud. He took a second and passed the pipe to me. I felt like I had something to prove, so I took a huge hit and blew up a huge cloud. As if to show him that I wasn’t a child any more. Now that we were passed the awkward stage, I asked him if I could get more comfortable. He said of course. I pulled off my shirt but left my basketball shorts on for now. I asked my uncle what he usually did when he smoked. He said he usually tried to fuck some pussy but since that wasn’t on the table, he picked up the remote control and the next thing I know he has straight porn playing on the living room tv. Now he is sitting next to me and starting to stare at the tv while rubbing the front of his undies. I ask him if he wants a shot and he asked what of. I reach into my bag again and pull out a small vial with G. I pull out a medicine syringe and measure out 2.5 mL of G and squirt in in my mouth. He is hesitant and I tell him to stop being such a bitch. We laugh again and he agrees to do what I did. I measure out 2.5 mL and squirt it into his mouth and he swallows. He makes a comment about the taste but returns his attention to the porn. I refill the empty pipe and pass it over to my uncle. He instinctively pulls the pipe in and melts the bowl. He hits it twice again like he had done before. I tell him go ahead and he hits it again.a huge cloud escapes him the 3rd time. I challenge him to a cloud challenge and we take turns blowing large clouds. I refill the pipe. He takes his signature 2 hits and then passes me the pipe. I hold off a min staring at him up and down. The G has kicked in and he is almost in his own little world that I interrupt with the handing him the pipe. I ask him what he is glued to watching the porn and he answers he’s watching the girl suck the big dick. I ask him if he likes getting his big dick sucked and he answers nonchalantly back of course. He’s rubbing his hard dick through his underwear at this point. I slide my shorts off while he is not paying any attention. Now we are both in our white undies; both tenting with our dicks strained to be free. I take in a big breath and reach over and touch his hard on. He moans slightly but keeps his eyes on the porn. I gather my courage and ask my uncle if I can see his big dick. He closes his eyes for a moment as if stuck in thought. I think my forwardness is about to backfire. He stands up from the couch. This moment feels like it is forever. He licks his lips and tugs at his white underwear and they fall to his ankles. He sits back down. Without looking away from the porn he asks me if I’m ready to suck him off already. I am flabbergasted for a moment. I know this was all instigated by me but to hear those words from my uncle is surreal. Sensing my hesitation, he says going once --. I drop to my knees in front on him and grab his dick. His dick was definitely bigger than my own 5 inches but nowhere in the huge department. If I had a guess I’d say a respectful 7 inches. Maybe 7.5 inches. My hand barely fit around it. It was definitely thick with bulbous mushroom head. I put my mouth on his head and start to get it wet. I taste his precum leaking from the slit. I take the entire head in my mouth and cup his balls. I want to show off my skills and manage to get half way down on his dick. I look up at him and notice that he is looking down at me. He laughs and says that everyone could always tell I was a queer but now he knew how good of a cock sucker I was. As if waiting for these words, I push past my minor gag reflex and get my mouth to his pubes. He moans and throws his head back. He says yes that’s right faggot. I release his dick and jump to my feet. I exclaim that I am not a faggot. I may be queer but not a faggot. I just like to suck dick, take dick and get cum shot in my holes. He laughs and reaches up toward my body. He pulls down my underwear and frees my dick. He laughs at it and calls it my clit. He flicks it and says whatever queer, get back to work. I fall back to my knees and get back to servicing his cock. He is now reaching into my bag and pulls out my bag large bag of T. He says oh this is gonna be a fun party for a minute. He smacks my face lightly and stands up. He says he is going to his room to get his bubbler. He’ll be right back. He leaves the room and I take the opportunity to take some lube and push it up my tight hole. I’m working 2 fingers inside of myself and take a shard and push it into my own hole. I fall back to my knees. The burning is kicking in when my uncle walks back in with his bubbler. He packs the bubbler and takes 2 huge rips. He comments that he put some 7 up in the bubbler for taste. He passes it to me and I take a rip. Before I release, my uncle grabs my nipples and lightly twists them as I release the cloud. I let out a high pitched moan and he laughs. He says I react just a like a tweaked out girl. I reply yeah, and I don’t get pregnant. He was quiet at this comment but I was sure he heard it. He asked what I was doing when he walked back in. I was shocked a bit as I didn’t think he had seen me. I told him I was doing a booty bump. He said he loves giving girls booty bumps. He orders me to bend over the couch, he is going to give me one. I obey and bend over and push my ass out toward him. He pulls out a shard of T and holds it at my entrance. I tell him to push it in and he uses 2 fingers to push it right in past my ring. I start to moan as the burn starts. My uncle pulls his fingers almost completely out and adds and third finger. He uses his fingers to open up my hole and I’m loving it. He pulls out his fingers and reaches for another shard of T. He says this time, he’s going bigger. He picks out a good chunk of T and tells me to lay flat on my back. I maneuver into the position he wants me in. he picks up my legs and places them on his shoulders. He orders me to play with my clit. I start jerking off and I feel him put the chunk of T at my hole and it starts to push in. it is harder to relax but I had an easy time taking his three fingers last time. That’s when I realize his left hand is on my thigh and his right hand is on my ass. Then I feel it. My hole is stretching around his mushroom head. He doesn’t let up until it pops in and I yelp. He says gawd your tight – relax already. I continue to jerk off and take in a breath. In the instant, his dick sinks in 3 or 4 inches. I feel like he is splitting me in half but I love the pain. As I feel the burn from the tina, my hole relaxes more and he sinks his full length into my quivering hole. He bottoms out and I feel him throb in my hole. He stops there and waits. I feel like he is doing it for me to get used to his thick meat in my hole. His real reason is he is holding off so that he doesn’t shoot his load right away. After what feels for me like forever, he starts to thrust in a slow rhythm. He long dicks me for a while. Everytime he slams into my body, my tina dick slaps around and leaks precum all around me. He drops my legs from his shoulders and push them to his right side. I’m now sidesaddle with my hole facing him and he starts a fast rhythm. He fucks me like a rabbit in this position for 15 to 20 mins. With his dick still deep in me, he maneuvers me under him. I’m now flat on my stomach. He kicks my legs open wide and he savagely attacks my hole. He cums his load in my worked hole. He doesn’t mention a thing. He stays hard and continues fucking my wet hole. I never knew when his first load was shot. He powers through and continues his assault. What feels like an hour later, he moves me around and I’m now in doggie position. He pushes balls deep into me and ravishes my wet hole. Slap slap slap. The apartment is full of the sound of wet, sweaty bodies smashing into each other. Slap slap slap. His balls slapping into my taint. Squish, squish, squish. The wet sound of his dick slapping into my wet cunt. I can barely keep myself up and into position, he has been fucking my stretched hole for so long. Finally he says he’s ready to breed me (again) and slams into me like he was trying to rip me in two with one thrust. A low bellowing moan escapes his mouth. For a second time, my insides are coated with his cum. He has me so loose that the cum dribbles down the side of his dick escaping my worked hole. He slaps my sore ass and tells me that I better not get that cum on the furniture. I use my t shirt to mop up the cum from my leaking hole. I ask if I can shower and he says of course. He tells me to get all cleaned up for him. I look back and my uncle is reloading the bubbler. He says he’ll need about an hour but that round 2 will be coming soon. I jump in the shower and think to myself, well, I’m keeping him away from the pussy for the week, just like I promised.

Ollie looked up to Mark as he was a lot closer to Ollies age and they soon hit it off and were regular fuck buddies. Mark was heavy into the leather scene and heavy into drugs and wanted Ollie to join him. Ollie was by far the youngest and much to Ollies Dads annoyance Ollie shaved his head had tatts but also got heavily into drugs. Both Stan and Louis warned Ollie about Mark but Ollie was infatuated by Mark and wanted to be him. " Dont listen to them they are old farts " Mark told him. Ollie loved chemsex parties and was taking raw cock from anybody who cared to fuck him. Mark was delighted to see how Ollie was developing he encouraged him to be more and more adventurous and when once on ketamine Ollie was so relaxed that Mark showed him how to take fist. Mark was so into risky sex that he started to take Ollie cottaging and cruising and just loved to see Ollie while high as a kite being fucked by anon guys. It was about 3 months since the dungeon fuck session and after taking many anon loads Ollie fell ill he discovered that he had HIV. Mark was delighted. The clinic provided Ollie with meds but Mark who was already poz and not on meds talked him out of it. Meds are for wimps Mark told him so Ollie stopped taking them. " Ollie you got it from someone so gift it " . Ollie was getting more and more cocky and sexually driven and one weekend when his Dad was away for the weekend Ollie hosted a leather party. Drugs were everywhere and Ollie by this time was having to be regularly fixed which Mark saw to. Ollie was so spaced out , he knew he was poz so no longer gave a toss. He only told of his status if asked, Mark was telling guys that Ollie was negative. Much to his Dads concern he noticed that Ollie was smoking far more but also either seemed high or sleepy. He talked to Ollie about it but Ollie assured him he wasnt taking anything and that he was fine. The party at Ollies which Mark had encouraged was full of about 20 guys in leather a whoop went up as Ollie at 18 who had been snorting coke allowed Mark to tie a rubber strap around Ollies arm and slowly inject him. Ollie felt the rush and then totally relaxed allowed several guys to unload in him. He just wanted his ass to be pummeled " fuck me fuck ,me " he shouted . Soon cigarette butts started to be trodden into the carpet powder spilled onto tables and cabinets The drug material was on open display. Guys were fucking each other and then Ollie. Two young guys who said they were negative told Ollie that they didnt take prep because they only fucked with condoms but were soon fucking or taking cock raw. " Yea the only way is raw " Mark told them. Mark loved the depravity of it and loved that he had converted young Ollie into his thinking. Now Ollies ass had been heavily used Mark inserted a large dildo into it. Then proceeded to fist him. Ollies eyes rolled but he loved it. Soon he was taking more cock . At about midnight with the party in full swing his Dad walked in to the sight of 20 guys in leather fucking each other and with Ollie laid on his back with Mark punching his hole while Ollie was shouting " yea harder harder ".

Was set up behind a closed McDonalds Place were trucks park at night. Can usually get a few guys pull up and it mostly oral. I was leaning against the car when I felt someone lean against me and push his hips intro my ass. I kind of just stood there. I could feel him moving around then I felt his hand on my short and he pulled them down to my knees, I heard him spit a few times and he moved closer pushed me against the car and guided what felt like a respectable 7.5-8”. He slid In slow and stead, was a bit uncomfortable ., he then started to go to town. Ounces me for about 5 min, I I could tell he was about to cum. I felt him twitch and heard him grunt and suddenly my as was real slippery. He reached into car and grabbed on of the towels and walked off. probably one of the drug dealers in the area, but he sure knew what was going on and he took advantage of it. as he walked off I got back in car and headed out of there.

Hey all- this is an older topic, and I may have even replied to it at some point ages ago. Times change tho- so if you can indulge me - read on. I was a pig/slut/open manhole/etc from age 15 on up to about 18 months ago. Or, about for about 52 years. I explored some S&M, Dom/sub, "Master"/slave, and lots of random, one and done play. Even had a semi stable relationship for 19 years with a great man. But about 18 months ago I failed my PSA test, for the 1st time. After educating myself as much as possible and learning the various options, I wanted to do nothing and just monitor the PSA level, and a wiser radiation oncologist agreed, as long as I did 2 more things. Some of the biopsy material went off for RNA testing, and I went off for a PSMA Pet scan. Luckily, there was no signs of and metastatic spread in my body, and unfortunately the RNA sample indicated I was at the top most range for the sample to metasticise throughout my body if not arrested quickly. I had to have immediate treatment , waiting was not an option. The beginning of the long treatment began Sept 1 with me taking a one a day pill that would essentially "castrate" me- no testosterone being produced meant the cancer cells had no food to divide and spread new cells. At day 20, I saw my urologist who injected a product called Trellstar- a 3 month dose of injectable testosterone inhibitor (TIP, in case I need to refer to it again) I was able to get erect and had "dry orgasms " - no cum but def the sensation, for another 10 days or so, and then as my nuts basically stopped working, not only did I lose all sex urges and libido, but my muscle tone went to shit, my metabolism was off and I began having a gut ( I have never had one up to now) On top of all that "joy" fatigue was a regular event, and like a menopausal woman, hot flashes struck over and over for no apparent reason- other than the TIP and the fact I did not have any testosterone in my system. The 28 days of radiation were not bad- other than having to drink 28 ounces of water and hour ahead of the 4 minute treatment ( and if you have prostate issues, let me tell you, holding any amount of liquid can be a challenge, holding that much water was a real " water torture" OK- so the history is behind- the point is this- you might think in your kink head being castrated or Nullo is exciting - but the sex drive and urges you have today driving that thinking will be totally gone should you actually follow thru with it. And even tho all traces of the TIP should have ended in my system about 3 months ago, since I was getting it 90 days apart, I still do not have the urge- or arousal back, tho my testosterone has at least gone from less than 3 to 34- still a far cry from the 790 range it used to be. I would never want to tell you what to do or not do, but from where I have been recently- no T is not the way to go if you want to still have a sex life- even in a slave role- you have to have some arousal or it becomes a major roadblock. And if you have read this far, and IF you are also about to enter the world of prostate cancer patient- feel free to msg me privately- there is an EXCELLENT YT channel that is in layman's terms and covers just about any topic regarding PC and options.

A few weeks back I bred this cute young skinny shirtless blonde guy out on the trail near me and we’d swapped digits after. He’s texted me pretty regular to hook up and I finally got to take his loads too. He’s admitted he gets overexcited getting fucked and cums too quickly so I’ve learned to have him breed me first. He messaged me this morning saying to meet me on the trail as he couldn’t host but wanted it. We started out kissing and stroking each other’s cocks and he begged me to fuck him, was very verbal about how bad he wanted it. I really wanted his load bad, but slid his shorts down, turned his ass to me and did the spit and stick in his hole raw. His ass had already been loaded and I slid in with ease. “You already been fucked?” I asked. He admitted another guy on the trail had bred him and pumped two loads in him. I love that he’s turning into a dirty little slut taking anon loads on the trail no questions. I asked if he’d swapped digits with the guy and what he looked like. He said he did and that it was a redheaded guy on a bike in his 20s. I know the guy and I’ve swapped loads with him. “Yeah, bet you loved taking his loads didn’t you?” The kid was moaning saying that he did, that he begged for his cum. “Bet you’re gonna take him again like you did me, aren’t?” The kid was enthusiastic saying the redhead had a nice big cock and knew how to fuck. “Bet you’re taking a lot of loads aren’t you?” He admitted he was and pretty much spent most of the day hooking up with guys. “Guessing you’re going to find another guy after me to add his load too aren’t you?” The kid was now panting say he planned too and let out a loud groan and I could feel his hole clench around my cock. It felt amazing and I bust my load deep in his guts, adding mine to the redhead’s sperm, all swimming around now in the kid’s ass. I pulled out and was again amazed at the load he spurted. As much as I wanted that in me I knew I’d get it again sometime this week and it’s hot to know he’s getting bred by other guys too. I rinsed my dick off in the water fountain and could see he was checking messages on Sniffies, so clearly he was serious about taking more loads. He said he’d text me again and headed off on the trail on his phone.

So, unfortunately the previous version of this story had some elements I was unaware were not allowed on the site. I'm going to go ahead and repost here and hope that those previous comments are able to be recovered or people are willing to repost what their choice was. I'm still trying to get in contact with moderators to do this, but in the mean time, I'll go ahead and repost the new corrected version. Due to this, I'll be posting a double feature of the top two story ideas at the end to make up for my mistake on this as an apology to all of you. I hope all you understand and forgive me on this error and enjoy the stories. --------------------------------------------------------------- Story 1- Fellow Hunters on the Prowl “30 bucks kid,” the bald man at the window said, looking up from his book as Tristan stepped up to it. Silently, he slid the money across the counter and under the scratched up plexiglass partition of the seedy bathhouse. Looking over at the bowl of condoms, the man grabbed the money, putting it into the dingy looking cash register. “Feel free to help yourself,” the bald man said, barely making eye contact as he picked back up the book, “Guys here tend to be pretty toxic. Better watch out or they’ll eat you alive.” A threadbare towel and grungy key on a chain were passed through, which Tristan quickly grabbed. Ignoring the bowl, he waited for the man to hit the buzzer so he could enter. At 20, Tristan knew he was a hot piece of ass, in fact, he was counting on it. Shoulder length blonde hair, clean shaven, pouty lips and sparkling blue eyes, he’d been told plenty of times he looked like a model. “I’m good, gonna let me in or not?” Tristan asked, annoyed, ready to get inside and enjoy his night. With a sigh, the man reached under the counter, pressing the buzzer and letting Tristan in. It had started 2 years ago, shortly after his 18th birthday when his brother’s college friend drunkenly entered his bedroom late one night, the two having previously hit up multiple bars in a pub crawl. Tristan had known he was gay for years, and through a random set of circumstances, he would finally get to feel another man use his body, much like the countless pornos Tristan had shot his load to. He’d enjoyed every minute, feeling the hot tongue moving around in his mouth, the rough pulling down of his boxer as the older boy had spit on his hand and slathered up his hole. No mentions of condoms had ever been made, and through the night his brother’s friend had fucked his ass hard, depositing several loads before sneaking back out of his room. Anxiety and guilt racked Tristan for a week before he came down with a random virus. Expecting the worst, he went to the free clinic and got tested, surprisingly enough everything came back clean. At first he had been happy at the news, but as the weeks went on, and after several unfulfilling hookups, he felt like something was missing. On a whim, he decided to look up on the internet if other people felt this way as well. It was there he found the twisted stories online of people willingly going bareback and getting infected with HIV. Countless stories of men getting infected caused him to want the same, and on his 19th birthday, he’d made a decision. Every month, he’d go out and willing let anyone and everyone have a turn in his hole. The last few times had proven a bust, leaving that proverbial itch still unscratched. Frustrated at his lack of success, he’d decided to do his research and finally decided on the dingy bathhouse he was currently in. Rumors on the internet said that it was a breeding ground for all sorts of bugs, with one guy saying he’d been unlucky enough to get multiple diseases in one go. Reading that had made Tristan shoot a huge load, and he’d decided that his decision had been made. The door slammed shut, its lock clicking in place as Tristan looked around. Clearly the place had seen better days, as the shabby carpet on the ground had dark stains on the ground, and the air had slightly smoky aspect. As he walked, he could hear a few muffled moans and the slapping of skin on skin, the thin walls barely masking anything. Finally, he reached the lockers, looking at the number on the key under the buzzing florescent lights. Finding the matching locker,, he quickly stripped naked, making sure to adjust the bottle of poppers hanging on a chain around his neck, pressing down on the spring-loaded stopper and putting each tip to his nose, sniffing deeply a few times. The buzz of the poppers quickly reached his head, giving him a pleasant flush feeling. He then tucked the poor excuse of a towel around his slender hips and began to walk around. He made a quick loop around, catching the attention of the few men there. Tristan mentally reassured himself, the night was still young, and there would likely be more men later. He finally decided on the steam room, sitting down and relaxing in the hot humid room, feeling himself instant break out in a sweat. He leaned back and spread his legs, looking around the room. A tall skinnier man with copious body hair sat in the corner, leaning his head back with his legs spread and eyes closed. Another man quickly entered, heavier set with a large, grey bushy beard and multiple tattoos across his body. The only description that came to mind was “bear” in Tristan’s mind. Boldly, the bear took a seat next to Tristan, occasionally adjusting himself under the too small towel for his larger frame. Tristan sat patiently, slowly rubbing a hand negligently across his chest and down his trim, muscled stomach. He’d told himself that he would take any and all advances tonight, but it had to be from guys who made the first move. Cautiously, the bear finally let his thigh rest against Tristan’s. Noticing he hadn’t moved away, the older man took it as an open invitation and grabbed Tristan’s hand, lifting the towel up and setting it on a rather decent sized 7 inch dick, more on the girthy side. Slowly, Tristan began to stroke it, enjoying the feeling of the foreskin moving back and forth as it hardened. He felt as the bear slowly lifted my towel up as well, feeling my much longer but thinner 8.5 inch dick. “Packing some heat there boy,” he said, slowly giving it a few tugs, firmly moved his hand away, as I continued to work his. “Only interested in getting fucked,” Tristan said firmly, giving his cock a firm squeeze, “Want to breed me?” “Fuck yeah,” the man said, living the back of my towel and looking at my ass. Slowly the younger man stood up and shuffled over, letting him put his hands on the trim waist and guided him down onto his waiting dick, now throbbing in time with his heartbeat. Grabbing the bottle of poppers, he took a few hits before letting his weight down on the man’s lap, enjoying the feeling of being stretched out, thankful to have pre lubricated before hand. The bear quickly pulled his ass down hard, fully sheathing his cock inside Tristan’s guts in one firm motion. He let out a deep groan, enjoying the feeling as man slowly lifted him back up and off his dick, slowly setting up a steady pace to the fucking. “You neg, boy,” he asked, slightly out of breath as he firmly worked Tristan up and down on his cock like a toy. “Yeah man, how about you,” the younger man groaned, enjoying the hard pounding he was giving him as he continued, “No loads refused here.” “No clue,” he replied, his meaty and now sweaty hands gripping tightly, “Part of the fun of coming to a bathhouse, ain’t it? Getting fuckin’ close bro. Been taking all loads myself though, so who knows.” “Fuck yeah, give it to me,” Tristen moaned, ready for what would be the first of many unknown loads of the night. “Here it comes,” the man growled as he began to unload deep inside Tristan, finally pulling him down hard onto his lap to plant it even deeper. “Yeah… breed the cunt,” the man across from them now watched them with anticipation and he slowly jerked his long thin cock, the piercing on the tip glinting in the dim light of the steam room, “Mind if I have a turn?” Tristan nodded, smiling as he slowly picked himself up off the bear’s cock. “Thanks for the load, man,” Tristan said, watching as the bear slowly wiped the remains of his load off the tip of his dick. The man gave a slightly pained nod, the tip still sensitive. Quickly, Tristan walked across the small space, quickly letting the new man position his dick into place and pulling Tristan down on it. “Fuck yeah, love sloppy seconds,” the new man said, as the bear slowly got up and stood in front of Tristan. Reaching down, the bear’s meaty thumb pulled down Tristan’s bottom lip as he aimed the head of his cock at his face. Opening his mouth, Tristan felt as the bear began to piss in it. Not missing a beat, he leaned forward and clamped his mouth down, greedily gulping down the strong, hot, bitter and salty liquid. “Fuck yeah, you’re a nasty pig, aren't you,” the skinny man fucking his ass said, fucking his ass with gusto at the perverted sight. “Yeah man, gulp down that hot smoker man piss,” the bear said, as he let his bladder loose, watching as Tristan slowly began to struggle gulping the massive amount down. Finally the stream slowed down to barely a trickle, and the bear pulled out, shaking the remainder on Tristan’s face. “Fuck, can’t wait to tell everyone about you, pig,” he said, grabbing his towel and emptying the room. “Fuck yeah man, hot watching you gulp down that piss while I fuck you,” the skinny man said, pushing Tristan forward and getting into a standing position. The man then bent him over, taking long hard strokes. “You seriously taking any loads man,” he asked, his fingers digging into the firm flesh of Tristan’s hips. “Yeah man. Why, you got something special for me,” he countered, enjoying the fuck and the feeling of his stomach being bloated on piss. “Poz load brewing in these nuts here,” the man said, his legs shaking at the strain of fucking so hard, “Unmedicated and highly toxic.” “Oh fuck yes,” Tristen moaned, “I want that fucking load in my guts, sir.” The man nodded, silently fucking him until he suddenly let out a gasp, letting his cock freely spew its venom deep in Tristan’s guts. They stood there in silence, both breathing hard before the otter pulled out, sitting back on the tiled seat and grabbing a towel, rubbing it on his face. “You definitely are looking to get knocked up,” the man said, tossing the towel at Tristan, “I’m Brent, by the way.” “Tristan, and yeah, been wanting to get pozzed for too long,” he replied, sitting beside him catching his breath. “Fuck yeah man, love getting with a fellow chaser,” Brent replied, grinning at Tristan, “Want some help tonight? Never seen you around here before, and I know all the really toxic guys.” “Hell yeah, I want to walk out of here with everything I can,” Tristan said, grinning back. “Come with me,” Brent said, getting back up and grabbing Tristan’s hand, “I got a room. I’ll find you all the bugs you can get.” Smiling, Tristan grabbed his discarded towel and followed, ready for the night ahead. ——— Laying down ass up on the dirty mattress in the room, Tristan laid there and began to slowly work his fingers into the loose, slimy mess slowly seeping out of his hole. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he stick the fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean and enjoying the taste of his ass mixed with the two loads. Quickly enough, Brent returned with a bald, skinny man, his skin sagging slightly, giving him a mostly wasted look. “He’s wanting the dirtiest loads we can give him,” Brent explained, as he got on the bed and spread his legs, giving access to his cock and balls. Tristan greedily began to suck the cock, feeling as the man wordlessly entered his ass. The skinny body draped over him, the man’s hips digging into his firm round ass as the man slammed hard inside him, letting out a shaky moan as he got closer and closer. “Tell Tristan here what’s going inside him,” Brent said, suddenly grabbing a pack of cigarettes and lighting up, blowing a cloud of smoke in Tristan’s face. “Got myself a massive viral load,” the older guy said, his voice rattling with phlegm as he spoke, “Lab said it was in the millions. Doc said I’ll need to go on meds soon. Been so fucking sick lately and finally felt good enough to come tonight. Glad I did. Rare fucking treat getting to shoot my demon seed in a hot neg hole.” Tristan groaned around Brent’s cock, the sickly man groaning as he began to shoot inside him. It took all of his willpower not to shoot with him as he imagined the deathly ill man’s seed soaking into his guts, the virus quickly taking root and spreading like wildfire in his veins. The man’s hips slowly stopped twitching, and he pulled his cock out with a plop, the tainted cum drooling down Tristan’s balls. “That’s for taking my load, hope you get what your looking for,” the man said, wiping his dick along Tristan’s ass before getting back up and walking out without another word. Pulling is cock out of Tristan’s mouth, Brent looked down at him and smiled, blew more smoke in his face. “How was that, fucker?” he said, watching as Tristan pulled out one of the cigarettes from his pack and lighting up, rolling over onto his back. Normally, he only smoked when he was out drinking with friends, but after the amazing fuck he’d just had, he decided now was a good time as any for one. “Fuck yeah,” Tristan groaned, watching the smoke escape from his lungs, “This is what I’ve been needing. So fucking hot knowing that any load I get here tonight could be the one man.” “Trust me, I know,” Brent chuckled, his lips pursed as he blew out his smoke, “How long you been chasing, bro?” “Little over a year,” Tristan began to explain, playing with the smoke as he began to retell his journey to Brent, going into detail of each load he’d taken that he could remember. “Damn that’s hot,” Brent said, tossing the spent butt in the corner of the room, “Hearing all that makes me want to join in the fun. I’m gonna go find us both some more toxic loads. Feel free to help yourself to the pack.” ——— Several hours later, Brent and Tristan decided to call it quits, each losing count as load after load was shot into each of them. Eventually the number of guys dwindled down to nearly nothing, and the two decided to go back to the locker room for a quick shower before changing back into their clothes. In the shower, Brent found a large plug abandoned in the corner and showed it to Tristan, with only a brief nod, the two quickly worked the plug deep inside Tristan, locking the countless loads of tainted cum deep inside, quickly followed by Brent procuring one as well from his locker. After a quick exchange of phone numbers, the two separated, going in different directions into the weak morning light. ------------------------------------------------- Vote NOW: A) Purchased for a Night B) Keeping It In the Family C) Cottaging for Beginners D) Orders from the Boss Keep in mind the top two will be written for a double feature in about a week and a half at most, and anyone posting two choices will got with the first listed unless a tie occurs. Again, sorry for the issues on the first attempt at this story. It was my fault for not reading and noticing the rules more closely. Also, as always, I read every comment and will gladly consider any suggestions of something someone wants to see.

I have quite a few tattoos over my body and decided it was time to go add a new one. Nothing too big. Over the past year I had lost a bit of weight, and my stomach was finally getting flatter. Not a six pack by any means, but flat enough to put something there while I kept working on it. I had recently moved to this suburb just out of Melbourne and wasn’t familiar with the area, so I simply searched online for the closest one. There was a guy a few blocks from me who had lots of good reviews, and he tattooed out of a purpose built shed in his back yard. This sounded perfect as a few of the ones I got previously were in large open spaces with multiple tattoo artists all working. I set up an initial appointment to just look at some art and ideas first. The tattoo guy’s name was Ross. I turned up and followed the signs along the side of the house to a fancy shed at the back. Ross met me at the door to the shed, and I was blown away by his looks. He would have been in his late 20’s I guessed. He was wearing a white singlet and tight jeans. He was about six foot tall; footballers build with legs that looked like they could snap me in half. He had short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and was clean shaven. He clearly worked out. He had what looked like softly hairy chest with blonde hair with lots of tattoos under the hair and obviously he was inked all over. I hesitated in shock and awe as he reached out his hand and introduced himself with a sexy yet cheeky smile clearing checking me from head to toe. I am 45 years old, average build, have a blonde moustache and short light brown hair. I used to carry a few kilos but had lost weight now and finally had a flat stomach. I was wearing a singlet also and some cargo shorts. I am only 5’7” tall so Ross seemed to tower over me. As he shook my hand, he motioned me inside the shed which was a very professional setup. At one end of the shed was his desk and lots of books and photo albums and pictures on the wall. At the other end was the tattoo equipment and chair/table. I took a seat, and Ross grabbed his stool on wheels and rolled up quite close to me as he grabbed a few photo albums. “I can see you have quite a few tattoos already. What did you have in mind this time?” he said. I mentioned I had been working hard to lose weight and training and was feeling better about my body, so I wanted to get something to show a bit of that off. “You’re looking good mate. Show me all the tats you have and maybe we can work something out from that theme.” I laughed and explained I have a few in some more discreet places that would be out of reach as I took my singlet off. Ross looked at me with a glint in his eye and was caressing the tattoos on my torso and arms which was far more sensual than I was expecting. “Don’t be shy, I need to see them all to get an idea of your mindset”. “I can’t unfortunately as I would need to take my shorts off” I responded laughing. “We are both dudes here, no need to be shy. Or do you want me to take them off for you?” he said with a cheeky grin. Before I could respond he grabbed my cargo shorts and pulled them down to my ankles revelling my white jocks. Without even asking he grabbed my hips and spun me around to reveal the tattoos on my arse. A picture of a small pig smiling on one cheek and the word pig on the other cheek with the end of the “g” turning into an arrow point to my arsehole. He started feeling and touching the tattoos on my arse and I was immediately starting to get hard and ooze precum causing a wet patch on my jock pouch. “Hmmm, I think I am getting an idea now”. He lingered touching my arse for a while. Then broke free suddenly. Standing up he says as though normal and matter of fact, “Nice, you can pull them up. I have an idea for you”. I pulled my shorts up thinking had I got this wrong by some chance? Watching him search his books he had an unmistaken bulge in his jeans. I tried not to stare, but he caught me looking a few times. He came back and sat directly facing me on his stool, legs spready nicely displaying his bulge and held a photo album. But he never opens the album. This time his knee was now touching mine he was so close. He reached across and touched my hand saying, “don’t worry, you’re in good company” and smiled. He then explains, “I am going to go out on a limb and assume by your arse tats you like to be bred?”. I smiled slightly embarrassed, “Yeah, I guess. What my species would call a pig bottom”. Ross then looks me in the eyes, “you mean our species” smiling. “So just how much of a pig bottom are you? I mean, given what I am looking at, you must have plenty of contributors”. “Not as many or much as I would like to be honest. But things are looking up since losing the weight. So, hoping more soon.” I say. Ross then moves his hand to my knee and caresses it slowly, “so how much of a pig”? “To be honest, I would consider myself a no limits pig at this point. After what I would say is many years of limited opportunities, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do.” Ross rolls back a bit from me displaying a large bulge in his jeans and says, “well I have an idea for your next tattoo, and if you are up for it, I will do it for free. Hear me out. Then I want you to go home and think about it and call me with your decision and we can start the process”. “I’m listening”. Ross then stands up directly in front of me. Clearly an eight inch plus cock is trying to escape his tight jeans. He proceeds to take his singlet off. Standing in front of me is nothing short of a dream. My eyes scan his chiselled chest with a eagle spread across his chest covered by a beautiful spattering of blonde hair. As my eyes move down his body they rest on a biohazard tattoo on his right inner thigh just above his pant line about two inches by two inches with the number 2 in the centre. I am fixated on the tattoo. “Touch it” he says. I begin to caress the tattoo using all my self-control not to keep going to his bulge. “What’s the number 2 mean”? I ask. Ross puts his hand on mine to keep it on his tattoo and explains, “That means I was the second person that the guy who knocked me up infected successfully.” It felt like we stayed in that moment forever before he said, “My tally is 7. If I was to give you a similar tattoo, it would have a number 8.” Ross then pulls me up and slowly kisses me with his tongue invading my mouth. Breaking the kiss he says, “would you like to be number 8?” I begin to answer him, but he puts his hand over my mouth to stop me. “No. Don’t answer now. I want you to go home and think about it. Joining the family is a big step. I want you to go home and think about it first. It is a process, and you need to be committed.” He says. I nod and he removes his hand. “Tell me the process and I will go home and think about it.” Right then I knew my answer. But I wanted to respect his process. This is a man no reasonable gay bottom would pass up an opportunity to be fucked by. Ross begins to explain, “Ok. If you decide yes, then this is how it goes. You go get a test to make sure you are negative. You will need to bring that with you next time. I have never gone on meds, and my viral load is super high, so I am nice and toxic. You will come over after work on a Friday evening after work. Clear your calendar for that weekend, because you will spend the entire weekend with me. We will hang out, dinners, movies etc, and you will spend 2 nights with me. I will fuck and breed you every chance I get over the weekend. You will go home on the Sunday evening. Then every night that week you will drop by for 15 minutes, and I will pump a load in you every night that week. During this time, you can’t let anyone else fuck you. You are mine to knock up. There can be no question about it being me.” “After Thursday night, I will give you Friday and Saturday off for a break. Then come over Sunday after dinner and I will pump another load in you and then we will do a home test. If the test is negative, then you take the week off, and come over the following Friday for another weekend like the first. We keep doing the 2-week routine until the job is done.” “Once the test is positive and job is confirmed done, I will give you your own tattoo with the number eight indicating the 8th person I have knocked up for free.” I am trying to take it all in but keep getting lost at the thought of spending a weekend with this guy. Maybe more than one. “Finally, we need to be clear on one thing. Whenever you spend the weekend with me, you will be my boyfriend for the weekend. I will fuck the living daylights out of you, but I will also make sure you feel special the whole time. But when the job is done and you have your tattoo, that’s it. Job done and no further contact. You will just be a number to me.” My brain is racing at this point. My instinct is to blurt out “where do I sign up” but I respect his process. Ross leans in and kisses me again and says, “Now head off and think about it and call me when you make a decision.” I get dressed again and leave. I get in my car and drive about one block away before pulling over and calling him. Ross answers, “what took you so long” and laughs. I respond with, “when can we start?”. Ross: “get your test and results and come over next Friday after work. Bring a change of clothes for the weekend and we will get started.” To be continued…

Mmmmm I sure hope Ollie’s dad joins in the fun! What a wonderful way o become a total pig! More please?

I was there in October and what struck me was that nothing had changed. Literally everything was as it was before the fire. Nit even the decor had changed. And there are still rooms with slings inside them. I had one but it was a CumUnion night and all the action was in the basement. And Cnt, in the maze all you have to to is not close your cubicle door, turn around and stick your ass into the hallway and the cocks will find you and slither their way up your hot pussy.

Part 5 – The End (Option 2) I turn up at Ross’s place at 7pm as planned. I bring along a test kit as discussed. Ross put the test kit on the kitchen table and says he hasn’t cum since he bred me on the Thursday night. So, he will give me two more loads before the test. There in the kitchen he bends me over the kitchen table and pulls my pants down and for the first time he rims me. He is so good at it that I regret he never did it until now. Standing up he undoes his jeans at the front only and slides in and start to fuck me slowly. This time there is a lot more vocabulary. “How does it feel knowing after tonight you will know for sure if your life changes?”. “Are you ready for the results?”. “You know I will be the father of your poz babies.” And then shudders as he unloads in me. We grab pizza for dinner and after dinner, he takes me out to his tattoo studio and tells me to strip down to nothing and lay on the tattoo table. “The last load should be in here since this is where you will get my mark.” He then strips down and puts my ankles around his shoulders as he fucks me again and kisses me as he bottoms out for what might be his final load. This time he fucks harder than before and with purpose before slamming in his last load. My arse is dripping from his first load. “Wait here” he says walking out to the house totally naked. He comes back in with the test. He pricks my finger and does the test on the desk over the other side of the room. “You stay there with my loads dripping from your hole, and I will let you know.” Ross sets the timer for 15mins. As I lay there waiting for the result, Ross comes over and runs his hands over my body and I do the same over his God like body. The timer goes off and Ross says, “You ready?”. I nod yes. Ross goes over checks the test and returns with a big smile on his face and passionately kisses me. Looking me in the eyes he smiles and says “congratulations, and welcome to the family”. We kiss some more, and we get dressed. Ross gets his book out again and say’s lets chose my mark for you. We look at some pictures and I decide on the design. “Remember the deal? And what happens now?”. I respond with “yes. I get my tattoo and never see you again”. “Correct” he says. “BUT”. I look at him a little confused. “I must admit that I have really enjoyed the last few weeks. I know I am breaking my own rules, but how would you feel if we played boyfriends a little more?” I am totally confused as Ross is way out of my league. “Me? Why?” Ross kisses me, “You’re cute. You’re funny. I really enjoyed spending the time with you. To be honest, falling asleep with you and waking up with you felt right. I’d like to try it out some more if you are up for it”. I would be lying if I hadn’t felt the same but had resolved to the fact it was just me and temporary. But how can I even question this. “Yes, yes very much yes”. Ross kisses me again and looking me in the eye he then says, “just one rule. You let me knock up another 6 guys to reach my goal of 15. If you’re ok with me doing that, I’d love to give this a go.” I’m a little torn as to how I would feel with him spending weekends like he did with me, but I want him so bad. As though he could read my mind, he rests his hand on the side of my face and explains, “except no weekends with my victims. Just one load every night for them until they convert.” Relieved, I smile and indicate yes with a kiss. “So that was what I was to you all these weeks, a victim” and I laugh. Ross honestly says “yes, to start with. But after the first night with you, you were always going to be my boyfriend forever”. The end

Part 2 – Night 1. I go and get my tests done on Monday so I can have my results by Friday. I struggle to focus on work all week and start preparing by fasting from Thursday. Come Friday, I am totally useless at work. I cannot concentrate on anything. I finish up work, chuck on my jocks, jeans and t-shirt and pack a weekend bag and head to Ross’ place. I clean out and prep with a dildo thinking I may need to be stretched for his first load. At 6pm on Friday I am knocking on his front door. The weird thing is that there is no question in my mind as to what I want. I wouldn’t consider myself a chaser at this point, but I wanted Ross so bad that it just seemed natural to want his babies in me. The whole week I have been doodling the number 8 all over the place. Ross opens the door and invites me in and kisses me right there in the doorway. He is wearing a singlet and footy shorts and is already tenting a full hard on. He takes my bag from me and throws it in the living room and shuts the door behind me. He kisses me again and turns me around just inside the door and pulls my jeans down. Thank God I prepped earlier. He spits on his hand, and I can feel his cock rock hard against my back and crack. I then feel the head of his eight-inch cock lubed with spit at my hole. I am expecting an onslaught, but instead he slowly enters me until he is balls deep in me. He holds it there to let me adjust and kisses my neck. He whispers in my ear, “I haven’t cum all week, so this will be fast and a big load to start”. He slowly starts fucking me and kisses my neck and ear the entire time. As he fucks me, he is constantly saying softly “No turning back now. You’re mine now”. Only 5 mins in he says, “here it comes” and he bottoms out. I have taken some big loads before, but I can honestly say this must have been a huge load. He holds his hard cock in me as he pumps rope after rope of his toxic seed in me. His hands are all over my body as his warm chiseled body is pressed against my back. He doesn’t pull out and doesn’t soften. He slowly starts to fuck me again. “Stay there, I have another one for you”. He fucks me again. This time I can feel his cum dripping out down my leg as he is fucking me. In another 5 minutes he is pumping another load in me. We haven’t even made it past the front door, and I have two loads in me. Kissing my neck as he goes soft and pops out of my hole a glob of his cum falls on the floor. “Stay there” he says and goes to a room and comes back with a butt plug. He slides it in and says “we need to make sure it has every chance to take. No letting any go”. Ross then starts to show me around the house as his guest for the weekend. He takes my bag to his bedroom which has a king bed and several mirrors and tv. Moving behind me he puts his hands around me and states, “remember this. This is where it will happen. This is the place your life will change forever. If that intro hasn’t already done the trick.” We throw my stuff down and head out to the loungeroom and we snuggle on the couch and order pizza for dinner. We spend the night on the couch cuddling and kissing. He was right. He is treating me like his boyfriend, and it is intoxicating. We decide to head to bed early at 9:30pm and Ross then fucks me again twice in bed watching tv before cuddling me from behind with his breath on my neck. He slowly rubs my belly saying “it’s all happening in there. That’s all me”. As I fall asleep in his arms I drift off knowing I have 4 toxic loads in me and they are from what I think is the sexiest man alive. To be continued…

Hi, I’m a 23yr old transguy with a pussy curious to explore my sexuality with a cisguy. Since I come across as a top and straight to others, I would want a relationship where we can act like friends to everyone else but be lovers behind closed doors. Personally I’m a submissive bottom who loves the idea of being with a dad like figure who I can explore my fantasies with, especially revolving around [banned word] things like incest, age play, and cnc. I have a couple hard limits like anal, bathroom, torture stuff. Do guys like this exist? I’m based in LA btw but travel a lot tldr: I’m a transguy with a pussy who wants to find wanna find a dominant man who is interested breeding and exploring fantasies with me.

I had been playing with a Poz Top Daddy for a few months, hoping to get the gift, but nothing was taking. After we finished our last session, he sat me up and handed me a business card. This boy is the “Positive Outcomes Clinic”. If you really want to become Poz, book an appointment with them. I was for some reason really nervous when I called the clinic, but the receptionist on the phone was really friendly and helped to calm my fears. We discussed the booking process but said if you want to know our procedures, you’ll have to come in for free consultation. I took a leap of faith and booked for Friday afternoon. Friday afternoon came and I found the place in a nondescript office building on one of the upper floors. It was all professional looking, like a doctor’s office with a few chairs, reception desk, really looking like a medical clinic. The receptionist took my name and ushered me into one of the small consultation rooms where he gave me a fizzy, slightly bitter drink while I waited for the “doctor”. As I was sipping the drink the “doctor” came in and told me about the clinic was specifically setup for men who were serious about becoming Poz and were having difficulty doing so. The fee was almost $2,000, but the drink was starting to make me feel more relaxed. He gave me a credit card terminal and I swiped my card. He told me we can get started right away, I just needed to fill out some consent and health forms. Once the forms were filled out I was ushered to a larger examination room and was told to strip and lay down on a gynecological exam table and put my feet in the stirrups. The doctor took some bloodwork and began examining my body, especially my hole. He had his receptionist shave my ass. At this point I was really relaxed and to be honest, quite buzzed from the drink. The doctor explained that they regularly collect high viral load cum from selected members of the community. With that, he went to a small fridge and removed a syringe with about 200ml of white fluid. He explained this was Phase 1 of tonight and we go with a starter dose that also acts as lube for the rest of the procedures. With that, he inserted the syringe into my hole while the receptionist put my cock into a cage. The doctor then took a vial of white powder, dipped his finger into it and inserted it knuckle deep into my ass. This will burn for a bit, but it makes things so much easier for you. He left saying I’ll be back in a few minutes as put headphones over my ears playing club music and turned the lights to a deep dark red. Part 2 coming very soon

On the beach, with people around. We were kinda out of view a bit with some driftwood in front of us. He’d pulled down his board shorts and laid back on a towel and I went to work deep throating him right there. I’m sure folks on the bluff above could see. Didn’t matter, I was just focused on sucking cock and swallowing some cum.

I had my pozzing with a pozz friend of mine,. We are still good friends, but nothing more. Since I knew that I got pozz, I still have only bare dates with other guys...giving and taking loads. So I am not the guy for one friend,,, I choose No, 1

Slave eating Masters’ holes as well!

Ive been. I don’t remember if there were swings in the open before but there are now, on the third floor. The basement still has a dark gloryhole section. I just wish there was a gloryhole where you could stick your ass in. A spot to take completely anon cock and loads would be awesome.

I’m not dismissing anything said. We all have different experiences and all our bodies react differently. Everything in moderation. Like with enhancements, you can do more but you can’t backtrack and do less. I’ve been pumping my dick, nipples, and asshole on and off over 20 years. I started easy and built up to it. And I’ve never had any negative physical reactions to it.

As a sub bottom totally dedicated to submit to the top, pain is sometimes part of the process. I’ve had situations where the top was so rough that I couldn’t stop the tears but for several days afterwards the residual pain I would feel would trigger very horny memories of the deed and it definitely pleased me to have that painful experience.

Do you actually mean some guys only want to get high, and will fuck in order to get the drugs? That's beyond pitiful.

I was taken to another room that had what looked like a rubber coated floor, and leather padding and mirrors on the walls, a mirror on the ceiling and sling right in the middle. There were about 12 guys there, dressed in anything from full Daddy leather to head to toe rubber with a gas mask, jockstraps or completely naked. All of them, slowly stroking their cocks and looking at me with lust and hunger in their eyes. These are men from our Community Contributors. Our affiliate Doctors refer these recently diagnosed men with high viral loads to us to be part of our "seeding program" that you'll now be experiencing. All the hot men gathered around me and lifted me into the sling, securing my arms and legs. They started massaging my arms, chest, forcing their fingers into my mouth, massaging and fingering my hole. Then they started slapping their cocks against my face and damn, there was so much pre-cum dripping from their cocks it soaked my face. I greedily licked every cock, savoring the sweet, salty taste. The leather Daddy positioned himself between my legs and rubbed his cockhead against my hole. Boy, I caught my bug when I was down in Brazil at a bathhouse a few weeks ago. And most of the men here got their bug in other countries too. We’re gonna give you so many strains tonight that at least one or more is going to catch. His cock wasn’t that long, but damn he was thick. He slowly pushed inside me, giving me a few seconds to adjust to his size. Staring into my eyes, he began slowly pumping, grinding, rotating his hips at every angle. I could feel the heat from his body, his nipples looked so hard as he tweaked them with one hand. He started speeding up, telling me now boy, start squeezing your hole, Daddy’s gonna cum soon! He started squeezing both his nipples and then groaned and pushed deep inside me. Stop boy, let your hole become loose, stay still, stay still. He was gasping and sweating with a glazed look in his eyes. Now slowly tighten up, yeah that it, shit, I’m cumming again! I slowly milked his thick cock with my ass, trying to squeeze out every drop. He slowly pulled out and I could hear the cum splashing onto the black rubber floor. He bent over and scooped up the cum and fed it to my mouth. Ok gents, he’s nice and wet. What strain of bug do we have for him next?

I have been stealth breeding this faggot for over at least 20 sessions. I am getting other "safe" tops in on in and we are secretly breeding this safe stupid bottoms faggot ass every time and he has no clue cuz he is high on poppers. he is so fucking dumb and thinks we are using condom every time and when he feels fort only feels the base and deosn tfeaelaize the tip is broken and raw head is out with pre cum seeping into his pussy and eventually blasting load in to him while continuing to fuck his pussy and then tag team to do it again. he thinks its all safe, so dumb and so hot.

Bit late posting this, but I still remember it well. I was at the sauna a couple of weeks ago. It was a Sunday, which is generally the most popular day, but recently I've been finding it a bit hit and miss. I thought it was the same this particular day, but I was in for a change of luck. I walked into the darkroom and noticed a tall well built guy standing against the wall (there was enough light to tell he was sexy). I didn't fancy my chances, but I made a move to suck him and he let me. It was a lovely big meaty cock. I stood up and quietly asked if he liked to fuck. He said he did, so I had another quick suck, then bent over the bench next to him, hoping he wouldn't just walk away. Again, I was in luck and in he went. It was a seriously good fuck and he seemed to be enjoying it. Even better - I could hear his breathing get heavier and then he shot a massive load deep inside my hole. I was still bent over, catching my breath, then all of a sudden another guy slid in and started to fuck me. It was then I realised a bit of a crowd formed. This guy fucked me for a while, pulled out without loading me, but kept his hand on my back, holding me still for another guy who was apparently waiting to fuck and load me. While this was happening there was another sexy regular sitting on the bench next to me. I briefly played with his cock, which I managed to get in me for a nice long fuck after that. I figured I'd had enough, but I was greedy for more. It was time to go home, but I thought I'd give the glory holes another go (they were so-so that day). I didn't have to wait long for another thick hard cock to slide through the hole into my arse. It was a pretty intense fuck but, by that stage, I was well open and had no problem taking it. Again, I was in luck, with a massive load being dumped inside me. It was a good day after all.

Chapter 11 I guess I dozed off after Tom left as I woke up and saw it was almost 2 PM. I call work and let my assistant know I’m feeling much better, though I don’t tell her how sore my ass still is. She runs a couple of things by me and then tells me she’ll lighten the calendar for tomorrow, so I don’t push it too much and relapse from whatever bug was ailing me. I told her I’ll work on emails this afternoon and see her in the morning. I threw on a T-shirt and shorts and head to the kitchen hungry and thirsty. Glancing at messages I remember I need to call Jason and dial his contact. Jason is 30, 5’7” average dude bod that leans to fit. Jason has a nice amount of chest hair, though definitely not in bear territory. His belly is covered in a nice amount of hair though and he has this treasure trail that heads down to a nicely curved 7’ dick. He’s got that sexy 30’s stud look, with eyes that let you know he still has lots of fun in him. He’s got a beard that is trimmed just right. Jason has a quick wit, and he’s got a sexy goofiness and knows how to laugh and make you laugh. Back in Chicago Jason and I had gotten together, and his cock fits my ass like it was made just for him. We started out as fuck buds but the more we saw each other I had developed feelings for him and I’ve thought of him as the one that got away. If our timing had been different … Jason was pozzed after moving away, the guy had become his boyfriend and he seemed to settle into a great new life. He came back in town in Chicago for a week and had helped nurseme through a wicked illness that I had thought was a conversion but I ended up not being pozzed. Jason answers the second ring and is so glad to hear my voice. He shares with me that the boyfriend left him with in an apartment he couldn’t afford, took most of the furniture leaving him with little more than a mattress. He lost his job a couple weeks ago and now has to be out of his apartment by next Wednesday or face eviction. He’s broke, scared and hates to do so but asks to borrow some funds until he can get back on his feet. I can hear the desperation in his voice and when I ask about prospects, and he breaks down as he tells me nothing is working out and he had to sell his car just to get by. While he doesn’t know many people, he hopes one of his friends will let him crash on a couch. My heart is breaking, and I tell him I can send him some cash, but suggest maybe a better plan is to come out here. I tell him how hot the job market is, a much better cost of living and I would love him to stay with me as long as he needs. Jason tells me how amazing that would be, and I hear hope starts to take hold of him. We talked for a bit, and I ended up sending him some cash and we booked a flight for him for Wednesday afternoon. By the time we hung up, I heard a bit of the old Jason creep back into the phone. It's a amazing spring day and grab a drink and head outside. Feeling good, I then start attacking the horde of emails I’ve missed at work. At around 6:30 my phone rings and it’s Tom telling me he’ll be home in about an hour and will pick up dinner on the way. It dawns on me, I hadn’t told Jason anything about Tom, my non-poz testing or what I’ve been up to rectify that. If I know Jason, he’s going to think it’s hot as hell and will want to be a part of the action. I’m not exactly sure how Tom is going to take the news of having Jason around. I figure it may be a bit complicated as Tom knows my past with Jason but I can’t deny I’ve felt a closeness develop between Tom and I as well. Shit, I’ll need to talk to both in the next few days. I need to help Jason but don’t want to lose Tom either. A bit later, I’m still buried in work when Tom comes through the hedge from the casita. He tells me he picked up enchilada’s, tamales, and chicken mole’ . He suggests I put it in the oven on warm and make a tall pitcher of margaritas while he goes and cleans up. I make margaritas and set out plates and stuff on the patio. After another 20 minutes, Tom appears through the hedge wearing a black leather chest harness and a black leather jock with “Fuck Me” printed on the side straps. Damn he’s sexy and I feel my cock start to chub. Tom looks at me and says, let’s eat as he pours us both a drink. I stand up, clearly tenting my shorts as he tells me to get the food. Laughing Tom says, calm down buddy, we’ve got plenty of time and Tom’s starving and wants to get a good tequila buzz going for tonight’s activities. Besides, Tom adds, Ivan won’t be here until 9 pm. He’s coming to teach me how to use the St. Andrews cross, tying Tom up and the art of flogging. Ivan’s a pro and Tom fucking loves coming under Ivan’s whip. Additionally, Tom and Ivan noticed how much I loved getting DP’s so at some point in the evening, Ivan is going to help me experience how it feels from the top’s position. Once I’ve turned Poz, I’ll need these skills because the virus is going to change me and I’ll have an overwhelming need and duty to breed negative holes as well as recharge poz guys with what he suspects will be one toxic poisonous strain. I have to admit the food is good and after making another pitcher of margarita’s we both have a good buzz. Tom is getting me turned on as he keeps teasing me with his foot in my lap and snaking it up my shorts. We’re just chilling when the door bell rings and right on time, Ivan arrives with a duffel bag in tow. Ivan is dressed in a leather full body harness with black shorts. Once he’s poolside, he drops the shorts and shows that the harness straps connect to a black leather jock strap. He’s accented his attire with leather arm bands and black boots. Reaching down into the bag he pulls out a few items and puts cuffs around Tom’s wrists and ankles as well as a collar around his neck. Ivan tells me to go get changed and expects me to be in a jock as well and to meet him and Tom in the playroom. When I return, Tom’s on his knees licking Ivan’s boots who is crooning good boy to Tom. Ivan spits on the floor and tells Tom to clean it up while he goes over to the cabinet and removes and number of short ropes with eye hooks. Ivan tells Tom to stand up and lean into the St. Andrews cross. Telling me to follow his example, Ivan attaches a short section of chain to Tom’s right wrist strap with an eye hook, tells him to raise his arms onto the cross where he attaches the other end to the metal ring using another short chain with eye hooks. I do the same on the Tom’s left side. Ivan says to me, now, the ankles and as Tom spreads his legs, we anchor his ankles in a similar manner with short chains. Ivan then grabs a ball gag and says to put it in Tom’s mouth and hook it around to the metal loop on the back of his collar and tighten the straps so they hold the gag firmly in place. Ivan says, now this next item is for more advanced play, and he goes to the cabinet and removes a long J hook with a ball at the end and a chain with an eye hook. He explains this is an anal hook that will force Tom into a single position. Ivan says, first we give Tom a bit of pleasure and instructs me to eat Tom’s ass to open him up some. Well that’s not something you need to ask me twice and I drop to my knees, spread his ass cheeks and start rimming his hole. As my tongue goes in, we hear a moan from Tom clearly enjoying the sensation. Ivan tells me once I have him open to add a couple fingers. Wetting them in my mouth I slowly insert one then two fingers. When Tom’s sufficiently open I spit and add a third finger and start finger fucking him with a steady rhythm. Tom is clearly enjoying it and is soon leaning his ass out almost self fucking my hand. Ivan says, ok, that’s good. He drops a good amount of lube onto the ball end of the J hook and slowly inserts it into Tom’s ass, far enough that the cold steel hits Tom’s prostate eliciting another moan. Tom instructs Ivan to stand up straight and then hooks the chain to Tom’s neck, tight enough that Tom’s ability to move is taken away forcing him to stand with his back straight and his head slightly thrown back as Ivan again adjusts the tightness at Tom’s neck. Ivan tells me, so now when we flog him any wincing will force the anal hook deeper into his ass and cause pain if he tries to move too much. Ivan then blindfolds Tom to further deprive him of his full abilities. We stand back and admire the sight. Tom is spread eagle at the hands and ankles and chained tightly to the cross. The hook causes him to stand straight up with his ass presented at a perfect angle. The collar and blindfold branding him as a submissive. I’m hard as a rock and turned on seeing this alpha stud now sublimated as a vehicle for our use. Ivan tells me normally things would be very quiet to keep the suspense and direction of attack unknown. But since I’ll be learning he’ll hear some of his instructions but keep the conversation to a minimum and he’ll try to be nonverbal in instructions. s Ivan graps a couple additional items. One looks like a stiff extra wide leather belt with a handle which he tells me is a paddle that delivers slightly spread out attention. Handing it to me Ivan is still holding what looks like a whip but has multiple strands tied in knots at the end which he explains to me is and is a flogger that provides a more diffuse sensation. He points out another flogger that has barbs on it and the cane next to it and both provides a sharp piercing pain says that’s for another time when I’m more experienced. Ivan steps up to Tom and gently rubs his back telling me to confine the flogging to this area and the butt as I learn. He tells me to remember bondage is about trust. Normally the sub will use a safe word but Tom and Ivan are so attuned there won’t be one today. For Tom, he loves the pain so long as we don’t draw blood. Explanations out of the way, Ivan then slowly glides the flogger across Toms back and the gently hits each side. His pace continues and begins whipping Tom on each side of his shoulder. As his pressure intensifies Tom begins a short grunt with each strike. Where the knots hit his back, Tom soon is developing a red rash. Ivan pulls back and then strikes Toms back with a strong but not abusive strike eliciting a loader groan with each blow as he alternates from side to side in a seemingly random pattern. The red rash now has darker red blotches where he strikes the skin. Tom starts to stand up, but the anal hook prevents him and causes a groan of pain. Reading Tom’s body language he continues until he senses Tom is truly near his limit then goes back to a gentle touch, almost caressing stroke on his back with the flogger. Fuck, seeing this new side of Tom is hot. Ivan motions for me to strike Tom’s ass with the paddle and I step forward and slap each side. Tom doesn’t react and Ivan mouths harder. I strike a bit harder but other than a loud smack, Tom still doesn’t react. Ivan grabs the paddle from me and then whallops each cheek of Tom’s ass hard enough that Tom starts to jump and moan and his ass cheek develops a bright red welt where Ivan struck. Handing it back to me, I try again, while it is stronger than before Ivan is still disappointed and motions for me to really hit harder and at least 3 times. I pull back harder and smack Tom’s ass and I illicit a pleasurable groan. Repeating it twice more then moving to the other side from his ass from his groans I can tell Tom is really enjoying the beating. Ivan then uses the flogger on his ass and it is sufficiently hard that Tom starts to jump which only intensifies the pain from the anal hook. He hits a couple more times on the ass and Toms grunts tone changes from pleasure to discomfort. Ivan stops and then slowly massages Tom’s bright red ass providing a soothing sensation. Ivan hands me the flogger and points to Tom’s back and I tentatively strike him. Ivan gives me a look that I’ve disappointed him, and he motions to strike harder and I do so. I start flogging back and forth on each side of his back when finally, I strike hard enough for a groan that is less pleasure and more pain. After several more strikes and seeing Toms back redden, Ivan motions for me to back down a bit and as Tom squirms his groans become more of a moan of pleasure as I see him relax. Ivan takes the flogger from my hand and sets it and the paddle down. Ivan says in a true session, we’d keep going but he thinks I’ve got the basics. Ivan tells me we are going to turn Tom around now but this next part he just wants me to observe. Ivan releases the chain on the anal hook and pulls it out and tells me to remove the gag for now. As the gag is removed from Tom’s mouth he says, “guys it was just getting good, why did you stop?” Ivan says, it’s just an intro class you can do more later. Ivan then adds, he wants to spend more time on the front of Tom anyway. Ivan tells me just to watch this time. Tom groans, fuck yes. We undo the eyehooks and turn Tom around, reattaching at the wrists tightly. Ivan yanks the clearly precum soaked jock strap off of Tom who still is half chubbed and who is clearly still turned on by the look of his glistening cock slit. We secure his ankles but leave a little slack on the chains. Ivan puts the blindfold back on and then attaches the ball gag. Tom relaxes and takes deep breath while Ivan, who now has two floggers that both look like barbed wire is planning his angle of attack. Seeing panic in my eyes thinking he’s going to torture Tom, Ivan hands it to me to see that it’s leather with stiffened pieces that look like barbs. I’m relieved and Ivan with an evil grin, says, don’t worry, no permanent harm but it will still scratch him up some.

Part 5 – The End (Option 1) I turn up at Ross’s place at 7pm as planned. I bring along a test kit as discussed. Ross put the test kit on the kitchen table and says he hasn’t cum since he bred me on the Thursday night. So he will give me two more loads before the test. There in the kitchen he bends me over the kitchen table and pulls my pants down and for the first time he rims me. He is so good at it that I regret he never did it until now. Standing up he undoes his jeans at the front only and slides in and start to fuck me slowly. This time there is a lot more vocabulary. “How does it feel knowing after tonight you will know for sure if your life changes?”. “Are you ready for the results?”. “You know I will be the father of your poz babies.” And then shudders as he unloads in me. We grab pizza for dinner and after dinner, he takes me out to his tattoo studio and tells me to strip down to nothing and lay on the tattoo table. “The last load should be in here since this is where you will get my mark.” He then strips down and puts my ankles around his shoulders as he fucks me again and kisses me as he bottoms out for what might be his final load. This time he fucks harder than before and with purpose before slamming in his last load. My arse is dripping from his first load. “Wait here” he says walking out to the house totally naked. He comes back in with the test. He pricks my finger and does the test on the desk over the other side of the room. “You stay there with my loads dripping from your hole, and I will let you know.” Ross sets the timer for 15mins. As I lay there waiting for the result, Ross comes over and runs his hands over my body and I do the same over his God like body. The timer goes off and Ross says, “You ready?”. I nod yes. Ross goes over and expressionless returns and passionately kisses me. Looking me in the eyes he smiles and says “congratulations, and welcome to the family”. We kiss some more, and we get dressed. Ross gets his book out again and say’s lets chose my mark for you. We look at some pictures and I decide on the design. “Good. Come back next Saturday at 10am and I will mark you”. He slaps my arse and asks me to leave. No more kissing, hugging. It is clear the job is done. But I have to admit it was worth it. I return the next weekend and receive my mark. There is not emotion next time, just a professional doing the tattoo. When done, he thanks me for the mark and asks me to leave.

Part 4 – Final Day: I wake up the next morning to Ross already inside me. I am still half asleep as I hear Ross grunting and groaning as he pumps his first load for the day in me. We stay in bed watching tv most of Sunday morning and Ross gives me another load mid-morning before we finally get out of bed. We shower together and get dressed and head out for lunch. We go to a nearby beach and have fish and chips before walking along the beach. Ross has his arm around me or is holding my hands the whole time. We walk along the full length of the beach before getting the end where it becomes bushland. We walk up to what would be considered one of the heads at the end of the beach. Ross drags me off the track just out of view of the track and makes out with me before pulling my pants down. You got it. He has me bent over a log with my shorts around my ankles fucking me. Another guy turns up and is wanking his cock as Ross fucks me. He indicates he wants to fuck me too. Ross says no. “This is my boyfriend mate. Only I fuck him”. The guys asks if he can watch as Ross breeds me and Ross indicates yes. As Ross breeds me the other guys cums all over my back and leaves. Ross wipes it all away keeping it away from my arse. He kisses me and says, “It has to be me, not questions”. We walk back to the car and head home where we get pizza for dinner again. I am conscious the weekend is coming to an end and a bit disappointed. But I know I will get a load off Ross for the next four nights at least. As I am about to leave, Ross pumps one last load in me and slides in the butt plug. “Keep that in ya until tomorrow morning, then you can shower and clean out ready fore tomorrow night”. He kisses me passionately and I leave from my amazing weekend. I keep the plug in until the next morning as instructed and then clean out. The rest of the week involved me going over to Ross’ place and just bending over the couch and taking a load and leaving. Come Friday, I am really bummed that I won’t be getting another load until Sunday and I am missing Ross. TBC…

Part 3 – Day 2 I wake up the next morning around 7am to Ross nibbling my neck and the sensation of his already rock-hard cock nudging the entrance to my hole. I instinctively push my arse backwards in pleasure and his cock pops inside me with ease. He lays there slowly fucking me from behind kissing my neck until he suddenly speeds up and dumps a morning load in me. I roll over and we both begin to make out. It feels like a honeymoon. He wasn’t joking when he said he would treat me like his boyfriend for the weekend. Laying there in his arms we chat about a few innocuous things, and he mentions he goes to the gym at 9am and wants me to join him. We get up and head to the gym and I do a somewhat abbreviated version of his workout while a lot of hotter guys look on. My brain keeps saying “mismatch”. But Ross is not shy in showing affection to me at the gym in front of other guys. After our workout, we head to the showers and Ross insists on sharing one with me. They are separated by shower curtains, but Ross leaves ours half open as we shower for anyone passing to see. We soap each other and I am in a trance as I soap his beautiful body. We are both hard by the end and before we finish, Ross turns me around and bends me over against the wall as the shower is running and slides in with soap and fucks me in the shower. I am unable to see if anyone watches as I am facing the wall, but Ross leaves the curtain only half pulled. I am sure some guys saw/watched. After the gym we go for a late breakfast and again talk about our lives. Ross is either touching my legs or hands almost all the time. At a few points he reminds me of all his seed in me and what we are doing and how well it must be progressing with his DNA inside me. As we leave the restaurant, he tells me to give it one more hour and then I can clean out to keep me prepped. We get home and I do as he tells, and I note that nothing comes out. I have absorbed all of Ross so far, and I feel so honored and proud. We spend the afternoon looking through his tattoo studio and looking at some biohazard tattoo designs. Ross insists on me choosing a design unique to me if we include the number eight. We then head out to a movie after dinner. Not as many people go to the movies now which works in our favor, so we sit up the back and make out. For the first time Ross turns his attention to me, and he sucks me off during the movie. I explode in his mouth quickly as I haven’t cum in days. After I finish Ross then kisses me with my cum and we share my load until it’s all gone. We head home and back to bed for another evening of fucking. Ross dumps another 2 loads in me before we fall asleep the same way as the last night. I am in heaven.

Most public blow job i ever did was late one night after slurping cock at a video booth place and swallowed 2 loads from a couple of guys and then was surprised when a black guy came into the booth with his cock in his hand and came right up to me and started slapping his cock on my face telling me that he watched me swallow cum through the glory hole and laughed saying he was going to cum in my mouth and I'm going to want black jizz all the time after this. Anyway not long after I started working on his fuck stick he splooshed so much jizz in my mouth that I couldn't swallow fast enough and ended up leaving the video place with cum all over my face and headed to the car when I heard a guy calling out to me and saw a guy in a very dark spot in the parking lot and looked like he was stroking his cock and I was still really jacked up from being a dirty cum swallower that I walked over to him and saw his big thick beautiful black cock and forgot about where I was and never thought about getting caught by a col or something and was doing anything and everything to get a second taste of black cum not worrying or trying to hide the fact that I was on my knees with black cock in my mouth right in the open even when I heard guys talking to each other about the slut sucking cock right in the parking lot

Roy was a 23 year old recent college graduate. With his shaggy blonde hair. Natural smooth body blue eyes. Bubble butt. 9 inch dick he was a catch for any guy or girl. He loved his boyfriend, Nick. With his light brown hair, hazel eyes. Buzz chest. Nick clearly was the top in their relationship. they had been together for three years. They had met through mutual friends. And hit it off right away. Everyone thought they were the perfect couple. Everyone that is but Alex. An older man. Who had tried to pick up Nick when he was a senior in high school. Nick told Alex to get lost. Alex was in his early 40’s. Dark hair and brown eyes slender build. With fully blown AIDS. Meds had stopped working. He wanted to “punish” Nick for rejecting him. Fill his ass with his poz seed. He thought of many ways to do it. But he kept coming back to filling Roy instead. Roy was insecure. Guys would hit on Nick. Nick for his part would flirt back. But wouldn’t go any further then that. Alex would use that to get Roy into bed and punish Nick. He asked a friend to flirt with Nick and set him up and pretend to have sex with him and get Roy to catch them in “the act.” Alex would befriend Roy under false pretenses. Not giving his real name. Alex would “accidentally” run into Roy and slowly set both young men up. “I’m sorry.” Alex said when he spilled his drink on Alex, who was having lunch at a diner sitting at the counter. “No worries.” Roy said. “It will come out.” He said drying his pants off. “At least let me buy you lunch.” “I feel terrible.” Alex said. Roy smiled. “That’s not necessary, but I do appreciate the offer.” Time would go by. And Alex would show up where Roy was. A friendship was developing at least on Roy’s part. Unaware of who Alex really is. and the time came to get Roy into bed and get even with Nick. By pozzing Roy and destroying their lives. Nick had been working. Stopped off at a bar when a young guy named Stephen flirted with him. Nick flirted back. Roy was working. Nick and Stephen kept flirting with each other. Nick got up to use the bathroom. That’s when Stephen slipped a roofie into Nick’s drink. Nick finished his drink. Felt dizzy. Stephen managed to get Nick out of the bar and got his car keys and drove to Nick and Roy’s apartment. He got Nick completely naked text Alex saying they were at his place. Stephen got naked got into bed with the passed out Nick. Stephen studied Nick’s body. “Fucking hot” he thought. Stephen heard someone enter the apartment. “oh fuck” Stephen said pretending he was having sex with Nick. At that moment Roy walked in screaming at Nick. Who woke up. Had no idea how he got home. Seeing Stephen. Tears filled Roy’s face as he ran out. Stephen got dressed and left without saying a word. Nick too groggy to even go after Roy, called him. To explain. But what was he going to say? He knew Roy wasn’t going to listen to him. Alex called Roy. Hearing how upset he was. Alex told him he could crash at his place. Roy agreed. He got there within 15 minutes. Alex hugged him gave him a shoulder to cry on and quite a few drinks to wear he was drunk. ”What are you going to do?” Alex asked. “I don’t know.” A teary eyed Roy said. While Alex was rubbing his lower back sliding his hand between his shirt and back. “You should sleep on it.” “Call Nick in the morning.” Alex offered. He softly kissed the drunk young man on the lips. Then kissed him with more passion. Alex was getting hard. And so was Roy due to the rubbing of his back. Next thing Alex’s pants and underwear are down and Roy is sucking his cock. Alex was loving this. Alex took off his clothes and took off Roy’s clothes. Alex loved touching Roy’s body. Almost changing his mind.but the rejection came flooding back and Nick needed to be punished. Alex put his dick slowly into Roy’s ass. Roy moaned in pleasure. The thrusting back and forth very slowly. Alex wanted to enjoy this which he was. “Fuck, don’t stop.” Roy moaned. “Don’t worry, I won’t stop for a long time.” Alex had a great sex drive. He was fucking Roy in every position possible. “I want to cum inside you babe.” Alex said. his 8 inch hard cock seemed to be getting harder and harder. “You can cum inside me” drunk young man said. “Oh shit!” “I’m cumming!” Alex shouted has he thrust deep inside with his poz loads into Roy. The next morning Roy got up saw Alex starring at him. ”I send this video to Nick.” Alex said. It was of the two of them having sex. “Looks like your is completely over.” He said with an evil smile. “Also, I have AIDS.” “And I shared my full blown loads with you.” “To destroy you and your now ex boyfriend, who l setup to get you into bed.” “It worked.” “Now get the fuck out of my apartment.” “You poz whore.” The damage had been done. Roy moved out of state. Nick moved on with his life. The former couple never spoke or saw each other again. And Alex relished in his enjoyment of destroying their lives. the end

It was the summer during a gap year before college. I was 19, 5’10 and and slender. I did some working out but spent a lot of my time goofing off at home. I was gay but I had no experience. I was a virgin and never played around with guys but I knew I liked them. I wasn’t out to my family and didn’t plan on telling them. Not until I was in collage and had a good footing on my own. I didn’t think they’d react badly at all. I was just insecure about it. Besides, you never know how someone will react to shocking revelations so I figured it would have been better to keep it hidden till I was ready for it. My dad wanted to get the house renovated so he wanted me to stay with my grandfather for a while since we wouldn’t have the space. He planned on the renovations before I graduated and hoped I’d be away at university during all the construction. So naturally my gap year wasn’t the most convenient for him. Grandpa lived in a humble apartment complex. It was about an hour away from where we lived so getting back and forth wouldn’t happen often. Dad assured me it would just be for the summer, that way all the major stuff would be done and the house would be semi livable again. I didn’t know grandpa that well. He lived on his own for many years and didn’t visit much. He wasn’t estranged from the family. He was just independent. Dad was busy with contractors and his job so I took the bus up to the city with a travel bag that had what I needed for a few months. The complex looked a little run down and it wasn’t in the best part of town. I made my way up the the second floor where his apartment was. Sure the conditions weren’t the best but living in the city could have its advantages. I might be able to meet some guys that could show me more of the gay scene. Maybe even pop my cherry before college. I knocked on the door and it didn’t take long to get a reply. The door opened and out came a short balding man, maybe 5’4 or 5’5. A little big in the belly and a round face. He had on a tank top, sweatpants, and sandals. He looked like the type that would be slumming around here, but he was family. “Hello Kenny my boy! It’s been years. Wow you’ve grown!” He was cheerful and excited to see me. I guess I was happy to see him too. It had been a long time. Probably since before puberty I saw him last. “Hi grandpa. I hope I’m not putting you off too badly.“ I wandered in to his place, there wasn’t much there, and it had a slight odor to it, like body odor or something like that. It was a little messy, with underwear and socks here and there. “Nonsense! It’s great to have company over! Let’s get you set up in the bedroom. It’s cosy but comfy.” We went to his room. The place was a small one bedroom so I felt bad that he was giving me his room. The room was in the same state as the rest of the place. Clothes all over and a fishy body odor smell. Not a strong smell but a little more apparent then the living room. Grandpa took my bag and was shoving clothes in his dresser. “I can keep those in the bag. You don’t need to do that.” “It’s fine Kenny, you can mix and match. If ya need any clothes, just take your pick from mine if ya like.” I would have preferred to keep my clothes separate but he was letting me stay with him so I was living with how he did things. Besides I guess it was nice to have my clothes somewhere other then a case on the floor. “Where are you sleeping grandpa? I see only the one bed and the couch in the other room.” “Right here. We can share the bed. Gotta make compromises in hard times right?” I wasn’t thrilled with that. Sure I may have slept with my parents when I was a toddler but I was a bit big for that. Plus grandpa had a small single bed so that meant we would have to be close. After we got settled in. I called dad to tell him everything was fine. We discussed what we would have for dinner and decided on take out delivery. Grandpa lounged around the place in his underwear and tank top. He liked to be comfortable. I tried to avoid looking at his crotch. Not because I was interested, he was my grandfather for goodness sake, but rather he had a fairly prominent bulge, I couldn’t tell if he was hard or not. If he wasn’t then it must have been a whopper in there. It made me semi hopeful. Perhaps mine would get bigger. I was about 6 inches. Not small but not very big either. I got the notification that the delivery guy was at the front office so I headed down to pick up the food. There was a big bearish guy working in the front office. Probably the landlord. He was rather handsome but had a very ‘tired of everything’ attitude. I guess the apartment business wasn’t what he hoped for. I gave a friendly wave but he didn’t respond. I made my way back upstairs and I saw some chubby older man talking with grandpa in the doorway. They both looked at me as I approached. The big guy kept talking to grandpa as they looked at me. “Not bad. Any chance he can come visit?” “No, this is my grandson, my real real grandson. So he’s off limits.” Grandpa told him. “Kenny boy! Let’s get you inside.” He put a hand on my back as he ushered me in. The big man looked in towards me. Something about the interaction didn’t sit quite right with me. Almost like the stranger was dangerous or something like that. The stranger then decided to head back to his place, giving his farewells. “You have with him, Mr. Lewis.”

That’s sounds like such a hot fuck. I’ve got to build up the nerve to try that some night, park in a sketchy area and just lean against side my truck, let a guy use me like that.

Hot AF. I've experienced dribbling cum when I sit on my 26" horse dildo (that flared head OMG) but no full-on cumming yet.

Love where this is going!

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16- On the hunt / Alert Connor had woken up late the day after his Gym adventure remembering strange nightmares of humanoid creatures chasing him though a black oily swamp thick with fog, before they dragged him into that oily corruption. he had put it down to a cold or flu coming on he had the normal symptoms brain fog, his muscles had ached and he had sweat through his sheets but he had also been relentlessly horny for some reason, so he did what anyone would do in his situation … he had called in sick and spent the rest of his day flicking between being so horny he couldn’t take it playing with his hole and edging himself while he looked as hook up apps, to feeling shit about himself and ill, doom scrolling his socials trying to feel better. But he couldn’t focus because through it all his mind kept wondering to his hook up at the gym and each time his phone buzzed with a notification his heart would skip a beat hoping it was Gray only to be disappointed when it’s just some time waster just wanting pics. It was close to Dusk when he finally broke the cycle and crawled out of bed, not even bothering to shower and throwing on last night’s cloths that still smelled of sex and sweat before heading out into the world, he found himself walking to the gym as if pulled there by some strange instinct, walking throw the generic franchise space hoping almost needing to see Gray, to submit to him again but the disappointment of him not being there almost like a physical blow. He couldn’t understand what was happening to him as he walked into the cool night air sickness forgotten now just needing to find a fuck, any fuck he had never felt like this before it was like his skin was on fire needing to be touched to feel a dick in his hole. Pulling out his phone Connor quickly brought up a cruising app he barely used and looked for local locations, The ginger man scanned the local entries until a truck stop bathroom further into the factory district caught his eye less than 2 miles away and looked pretty active. He headed off into the night to find some dick to stop his cravings. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Creator moved though the night like a ghost following Gray’s sent trail it knew it had to be discreet, that soon it would be hunted if it wasn’t already, so it and its creations Nick and Nate took back alleys and off roads creeping nearer to their quarry. It took around forty minutes to catch up to the scents source. not to say this whole time had been spent hunting this quarry. The creators DNA demanded to be spread far and wide and a few opportunities to do so had wandered into there path. The first has been a homeless guy old, weathered and dishevelled searching a dumpster in a back ally. caught completely unaware of their presence he had not even time to shout in alarm as he was pulled from foul container and the three descended on him, cloths ripped off exposing his dirty pale skin. He would have protested at his only cloths being destroyed but he was already choking on Nates massive cock unable to say anything as the shadowy creature looming over him fucked his mouth while he struggled to breath the ally around them now pulsing with toxic green light. Nick held the old mans kicking legs while he licked and sucked their hardening dick, allowing the creator access to his hole. The initial thrust was brutal and took a moment for the old man to register what had happened, he tried to scream but quickly passed out from the onslaught of the jack hammer fuck the creator applied. a quick efficient depositing of toxic DNA it doubted much would come of this one but it still deserved to be perfected. The whole ordeal took only two minutes from initial surprise to flooding his intestines and mouth with toxic cum … they left him writhing in a pool of the corrupt black venom leaking from his destroyed ass. The second had been them stumbling across a young brunette Twink while they blew their customer an older man with a paunch and a bad blond toupee, in an abandoned buildings rear parking lot. The Twink was on his knees by the side of a car distracted by the dick in their mouth, the older mans head thrown back moaning eyes closed. They were easy to approach unnoticed, any sound they made masque by the man’s moaning and the faint music coming from the cars open door. Within only a few short seconds were both pushed against the cars body, with corrupted cocks deep inside their holes. They had both screamed at the savage entry, but the Twink adapted to the change quickly, moaning and thrusting back into his own destruction, the creator and smiled as it unloaded a torrent of poison into the young man’s insides. knowing he would take the DNA well sensing he was already carrying a lesser strain of its perfected corruption, it had no way of knowing what this would do but it knew it would be interesting. Both men were left slumped in the car change taking them as the pack moved away, the creator spared another look and a feral snarl of satisfaction back at the smaller man the transformation ripping through him much faster than any of his other creations. That had been fifteen minutes prior, the creator knew the young one would now be up and hunting, and by the end of the night it knew many more would be brought under its sway. It could sense them all around it few now but quickly multiplying, toxic beacons flickering into existence as their humanity burned away. It stopped focusing on the growing numbers of its species and looked across a large dirt lot full of motorbikes and trucks, at a young muscular man in gym gear who bore the scent of the one who had escaped from it. the Creator parsed the scent billowing from the overheated man and smiled as it smelled its own corruption wafting from the man weak so, so weak but there all the same. Unaware he was being watched from the darkness Connor nervously walked into a squat brutalist building that reeked of stale piss, cum and sex. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The data retrieval analyst gulped as he walking into the dark office of his superior clutching black tablet like it was a shield that could ward off the wraith man he had to see, who was currently leaning back in an expensive chair polished shoes on his desk, the only scant illumination in the room a faintly glowing monitor and the lit cigarette between his lips. he went to speak stuttering over his words as the shadowy man’s eye’s locked on to his “s..s..sir we have some concerning reports and… and alerts coming from um emergency services around the uh ..Gentech buildings area sir” a long few seconds passed but felt to him like an eternity, as his superior draw on the cigarette making it the ember at the end glow dazzling bright in the dark room, before it dulled and was pulled away a cloud of smoke blowen into the crisp airconditioned room, a languid southern drawl dripped from their lips the normally warm tones somehow icy cold “what kind of lerts we talkin bout?” The analyst turned the tablet around and pressed play, various clips of calls to police ambulance and fire service echoed in the quite room, talk of strange grey men or creatures attacking people and medical emergencies …. until a southern voice said “enough” “I was told that buildin were locked up good ‘n’ tight … so I hope you aint tellin me some of our experiments have gone a wonderin ” “that would be the conclusion that I would come to sir but its um …worse than that …” the analyst fell silent at the look of rage facing him “how much worse we talkin?” “um first responders have gone missing sir and um so …there has also been a major incident at the local hospital involving an unknown pathogen” The southern man let out a steam of curses as he stood and loomed over his polished glass desk crushing his cigarette into it before pushing a hidden button for an intercom “Vince get me the damn board on the line we have an issue” he looked up at the analyst with steel cold eyes “you fur fucksake boy stop shaking an get me all that info now!, continue data gathering protocols 'n' try get me a perimeter of the affected area” The analyst ran from the dark off as his boss continued to curse and shout behind him. It was going to be a long night....

No 1 is more realistic... I mean there were 7 others before this guy. I'm both a realist and romantic, but sometimes you just gotta stick to the rules. 😉

Marshall’s in SF. San Gregorio on the peninsula

Part 8 Arther took the lead as he slowly fucked my mouth. As shady as he was, I did enjoy being able to suck cock. I’m not totally innocent, and I do have my own needs. I sucked on him for a few minutes, and he seemed to like it. Pivoting his warm rod in my mouth, I could feel the shape of his round head tap the back of my throat, my lips rubbing over his veiny shaft. My eyes looked up to his torso, which had little body fat, so I could see the muscle fibers of his abs as well as his veins. His hands rubbed my hair as he guided my head bobbing up and down on it. All the while, he liked his dirty talk. “Yeah, work that cock, boy. Your uncle taught you well, didn’t he?” I didn’t learn cock sucking from my uncle. But I just let him think what he wanted as long as we were both enjoying the moment. Even my nerves were starting to relax, and I could start to enjoy myself a little. After all the craziness that had happened until this point, I could do with some simple dick sucking. While keeping his cock in my mouth, Arther positioned himself on the bed, lying back while I lay down nursing on him. “That ass looks beautiful.” He reached over and kneaded my cheeks while I serviced his cock. “You know, my boys would love you. You would look great spending a weekend on my ranch. That ass would definitely get pushed to the limits in terms of depth.” My memory went back to Chester’s place when he told me about Arther’s kink. My ass trembled at the thought, and not in a good way. I’ve been pretty open so far, but I doubt I could handle that. Nor would I want to. Arther seemed to notice my physical disapproval. “Hm, perhaps you need some time to ferment on the idea. I’ll get you in the stables one of these days.” Arther’s thighs gripped my head, and his hips were bucking up into my mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouthwork, that or he was getting distracted by his own fantasies. As his legs were wrapping around my head, I felt a pair of hands on my legs. Someone else was in the room. I just realized Arthur never closed the door. “Hey, Clarence, help yourself…” Arthur offered with a strained voice. He seemed like he was getting close. The hands on my legs moved up, and I felt a pudgy man get on the bed with us. He straddled me from behind. “I didn’t get much time with this one; the little rascal slipped off before I could breed him.” Clarence was on top of me? Oh, that’s not good. Sucking is one thing, but I wasn’t trying to offer my ass to anyone who walked in, especially not him. Arthur’s legs were still gripping my head, and he was face-fucking me. I couldn’t get up. “Don’t let me stop you. Slip that poz blaster in there.” Clarence laid his body down on top of me, and I felt his cock push into my ass. With Arthur’s cock getting harder and leaking pre in my mouth, Clarence started moving his hips up and down. The cock felt good inside me, but I was well aware he was a hair-trigger shooter. I was in a dangerous position. “Yeah, I’m about to shoot down your throat. Keep sucking.” Arthur made sure I wasn’t going anywhere till I swallowed his load. I was frantically trying to coax out his orgasm so he would let go. Clarence on top of me was having his fun, raw-fucking me at his own pace. “Yeah, that’s it. Gonna shoot. Swallow my cum, you little slut.” His cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt it swell. Arthur started shooting in my mouth as I tried to gulp down the torrent of bitter salty fluids. I didn’t have much say in the matter since his head was nearly penetrating my esophagus. “Ah fuck, yeah!” Several ribbons of hot cum shot down my throat. Then it calmed down, and his thighs relaxed. I was able to pry my head off of him. Some cum still dripped down his shaft. It was sloppy and covered in spit and jizz. Once I was free from Arthur, I managed to shimmy myself out from under Clarence. His cock popped out of my ass, and he seemed disappointed. I got up off the bed and managed to breathe easily. I wiped the cum from my mouth, or what little there was trailing down my chin, since it was more of a direct deposit. Clarence sat up on the edge of the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Hey, I’m still a mess down here. You should clean it up.” Arthur stood up and motioned in front of me to finish the work. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down on me. “Sit and lick me clean,” with Clarence right behind me. Arthur’s push made me sit in his lap. His cock plunging up my ass again. Clarence wrapped his arms around me and played with my nipples. Arthur brought my head down to lick his cock, taking in the rest of his cum that I missed. “That’s right, don’t waste it.” Clarence was moaning behind me, and I could feel his cock getting harder in my ass. “Go on, Clarence, get your nut off. Charge him up.” I knew what was coming next, and I wanted off of him immediately, but Arthur had his hands on my shoulders. “Wait, hold on!” I tried to object, then Clarence made his signature grunt. “Ugh…” his rock-hard cock started bouncing inside me. I was standing up in spite of Arthur’s grip. I just managed to pull my sphincter off of Clarence’s swollen, pulsing tip when “Ooof…” And Arthur shoved my shoulders down, and Clarence’s poz cock popped back in me. My ass reflexively clenched tight around his shaft. “Ah!” Clarence gasped and gripped my hips. “Ooof, yeah…” his hips trembled beneath me. “Aah, yeah, there it is!” Clarence moaned in bliss. I yanked my ass away, freaking out. Did I get off in time? Did he shoot it in me? I looked on the ground for evidence of him shooting outside. The floor had a lot of cum on it, both dry and wet. It was hard to tell. Clarence was stepping in some. “Like what you see?” Arthur grabbed my shoulder. “You should lick that up for him. You’re a foot pig for Chester, you can give Clearance the same treatment.” Arthur pushed me to the ground and brought my face to Clarence’s feet. “The boy likes licking feet? Well then, I won’t turn down a good servicing.” Clarence laid back on the bed and awaited the kinky play. “Go on then, start licking boy.” Arthur held my head down and Clarence raised his foot to my face. He rubbed his toes on my cheeks and smeared cold jizz on me. He swirled it around my lips until I had no choice but to open up and take his dirty toes in my mouth. At that moment I felt a cock slam into my ass. Arthur was getting ready for round two. “That’s it. Suck those toes while I unload in you.” Arther started violently fucking me while Clarence ensured his toes stayed in my mouth. Arther wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. But I didn’t know if he had anything I could catch. I enjoyed getting fucked for a while as I serviced Clarence’s feet, and my mind wandered. I was imagining Uncle Chester during Twister. His cock was so big it could reach depths Arther couldn’t. I was starting to miss the feeling of him in me. Even licking Clarence’s feet made me think of my uncle and his proposition of making me his foot pig. Part of me wishes we could have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, but I was becoming more open to the idea of giving into carnal lust with him. “Oh boy, gonna shoot. You ready for my load, boy?” Arther grunted. I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I got up from Arther despite his rough grip. He seemed disappointed. “Hey, I was so close!” “I… I need to find Chester.” I moved past the men and left the room in a hurry. I clearly wasn’t safe with them despite enjoying the first part of it. I wandered through the dark labyrinth of hallways trying to find Uncle Chester. I was about ready to leave this place, and if he wasn’t ready to go, then I’d tell him he could meet me back at his house. I was amassing an entourage of random men trailing behind me. As tempting as it was to play around with some of them, I figured I shouldn’t be playing with anyone else here since most of the men here are poz and not on meds. It took me a while to make my way through the underground maze. The place was big, and bodies were exchanging fluids in many rooms and open spaces. Coming to a dead end, I was in a hall that had multiple open, dark rooms. I wasn’t sure if they were all just rooms or if some of them led to other areas. I thought one of them could lead through and maybe my way in. There was a tv on the wall playing random porn clips and a chubby, bearish man sitting down on a bench. It was Clyde. “Hey there. Have you been having fun?” He was casually playing with his cock. “Kinda… I think I wandered into the wrong area.” “Why don’t you keep me company? Sit.” I wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat next to Clyde. He put an arm around me and continued playing with himself. He wasn’t trying to fuck me or get me to suck him, so I was a little relieved I could get a bit of a break. “So not liking the place?” “Not really. This ain’t my kind of scene.” “Aren’t you Chester’s boy toy? I figured you’d be used to taking dirty loads.” I hesitated a bit, but I was honest with him. “I’m not his boy toy, I’m his nephew. I’m not poz either, so this place is a little scary.” Clyde looked surprised. “Oh wow, you definitely came to the wrong place then. So many men here would be all over you, wanting to knock you up.” “I don’t want that. Sex is nice, but I don’t want to catch anything…” My voice was starting to break a bit. “Hey now. How about you stay with me? I can keep these guys off you. I’m poz too, but undetectable, so you don’t have to worry about that from me.” Clyde’s offer sounded sincere. It would be nice to get some kind of protection here. I leaned into him and let myself feel vulnerable with him. It was the first time I started to feel semi-safe in this place. “Since you’re here, how about a blow job? I’d like to nut off again.” Before I could answer, he guided me to the floor on my knees and placed his cock at my mouth. At this point, I was getting a little desensitized to all the sexual advances, so I opened up and started sucking him. I was actually enjoying the taste of his fat cock in my mouth. Clyde moaned and let me take my time with it. After a few minutes, I heard someone approach and stop behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the sickly old man from the steam room. The late stage poz guy. He was stroking himself in the corner, watching us. I thought he was going to leave after the steam room encounter, but I guess he was still on the prowl. Even in the dim red light, I could see almost every bone on him. Clyde guided my mouth back on his cock and rubbed my hair. I tried ignoring the sickly man and focusing on enjoying the cock in front of me, but I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling of the sickly man watching in the corner. I was sitting on my knees with my back upright, so at least there wasn’t ease of access to my ass. Then I felt a foot rub my cock. Clyde was stroking me with it while I sucked him. I couldn’t help but moan and lean into his footwork. He was really skilled with it. Fuck, I definitely have a fetish for it now. He noticed how much I was responding to it and brought his feet up to my face, interrupting the BJ. I kissed his big, meaty soles and felt myself leak. “I knew you loved that.” Clyde gloated. He put a foot on my shoulder and forced me to the ground. He stepped on my face and pinned me to the floor as he made me continue service. I tried my best not to show how much I was loving it. During the foot domination, I felt hands on my ass. Oh no, in this position, my ass was sticking out. The sickly man was behind me. I felt his sticky, warm head tapping at my still sore hole. I was getting worried, but he didn’t push in. He just kept it at the entrance as he jacked himself. “You gonna paint his back? The boy isn’t too keen on poz loads.” I was flattered; Clyde actually seemed to be defending me. “I’ll shoot it on his cheeks; his warm pucker is kissing my tip sweetly.” His voice was still raspy and unwell. I was still a little uneasy, but if he was just going to beat off, then I would be able to continue kissing Clyde’s soft feet. He rubbed them all over my face and stuck his toes in my mouth. He gave a few gentle slaps and smeared my slobber on me, then stuck his toes back in my mouth as I sucked him. “Ah, gunna shoot…” the sickly man moaned with a strained voice. His tip was still on my hole as his hips were trembling. He still wasn’t penetrating, but it was pressing. “Ah, fuck, here it comes!” His body was spasming as I felt his tip throb, discharging a several-burst orgasm. “Agh!…” a hot ribbon of toxic sperm shot out, practically jet-spraying my hole. It gushed around my hole and started running down my taint. “Agh!…” his hips spasmed harder, and I felt my ring opening up. His high-pressure ribbon shot and added to the mess on my taint, running down my balls. Clyde put a foot on my lower back, and the weight brought my ass down. The sickly man’s cock felt like it slid in further. Oh shit, how deep is that? That’s not in me, is it? My ass was so sore from earlier that I couldn’t tell. “Agh!…” the man dropped his body on my back and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips attempted to plow in. My ring practically wrapped around his mushroom. “Agh!… Ahhh…” After a few more cock bursts, his orgasm subsided, and he sighed in satisfaction. Wait, I didn’t feel his cum run brown my balls. Where did those last shots go? The confusion distracted me enough that his cock plunged forward, and I felt him sink in. His hips met my ass with a wet slap. He was giving me slow thrusts. “Hey kid, clench your ass on my shaft. Try and milk out my last few drops.” He muttered in my ear. Clyde’s foot on my face made it too hard to respond. As the sickly old man dug his cock in deep, he gave my ass a slap. Out of reflex, my hole clenched around the base of his cock, and he withdrew almost all the way, his shaft getting squeezed by my sphincter. “Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” He buried his cock in and slapped my ass again, withdrawing in sync with my ass clenching. He repeated that process a few more times. “Nice. You’re a stubborn one.” The man mumbled. His hard-on persisted, and he was going up and down on me as if he was trying to build up another load. “Looks like the two of you are busy having your own fun.“ Clyde withdrew his toes from my mouth and got up. He walked away, leaving me alone with the old man mounted on me. I was frozen in fear as I was now one-on-one with the sick old man. His hips made wet slapping sounds as he was fucking me. Gratuitous cum coated my ass balls and belly as it smeared on the ground. The man stopped fucking me and pulled out. Finally. “Let’s not waste this sauce.” He rubbed his cock against my balls in an upward swipe, then spread my ass with his fingers. “Nice little gape you have there.” Then aimed his cock at my open hole. I felt the gooey mess on his tip pressing in, and thats when I struggled. I managed to get out from under him and got to my feet. My ass and balls were dripping with his slime. “Don’t be like that. Let’s have some more fun together.” He reached for me, but I stepped away. “I need to go.” I left that area of the complex in search of where uncle Chester might be. Eventually, I found him sitting on a bench in an open room next to a hot tub. Several men were in the hot tub playing with each other, and Chester was having a conversation with some other men, stroking his big cock. I felt like it was time to leave, so I sheepishly approached in the hope I could get him to agree to let us go home.

White guys say cock and I find most black guys say dick. I also note that white guys say cum while black guys say nut.

My cock is not huge and I have been deepthroated hundreds of times by experienced cocksuckers. I am able to control ejaculating quickly and can still cum multiple times. I don't really have a preference. I have had great experiences with or without hands. I just like getting sucked off. So far, I've been lucky enough to shoot my loads and swallowed by cocksuckers. I tend to seek out older men with lots of cock sucking experience. The guys who regularly suck my cock were the ones I had observed sucking guys and I was lucky enough to be their feeder too.

Beggars can't be choosers.... You gotta take what's coming to you, even if it is a good beating. Just teasing.... thanks for reading my stuff. Many guys fantasize about being the twink who is getting manhandled and being abused. There is a fine line between fantasy and reality. One side is, being safely in your cozy bed, reading my stories and wank on it. The other side is holding your swollen right eye, moaning 'ouch ouch ouch' while your ass getting reamed out, and your hole is getting even tighter. The reason could be my black leather belt strangling you slowly, while I look down at your body with an indifferent look, keeping up a nice and steady pace fucking your worthless cunt. ...just saying hypothetically.... 😈

After action report: i bred his ass so many times without him knowing. He was being a condom nazi bitch but i was so good and stealthy he never knew i was fucking him raw and loading him with cum the entire time. Even had a friend a who was “safe” come and dp and we both had our raw tips in him and he got bread and i fucked the cum in him and he thought it was just a lot of the cum lube. What a dumb bitch. He is a paranoid condom freak and he got what he deserved. Also secretly recorded it and have great shots of the breeding, condom removal, and even once where he caught it had “accidentally” come off.

You are my type

Yes, pound the shit out of me and make me scream. Pinch and twist my nips like you want them to come off. I had both done by a bbc at rainbow club last night. Push out and ate his load when I got home.

Here you go…

Part 5 Grandpa was inside me. Stroking his shaft and getting dangerously close to orgasm. I heard him starting the quietly grunt and that’s when I had to fake waking up. “Oh fuck here it comes…Yes…oof. Oooh! Yeaaaaaaaaah! Ahhhhhhhh….” “Grandpa? What’s going on?” I asked with a groggy tone. He stopped all his movement and placed his hands back on the bed. “Good morning Kenny! Looks like I accidentally slipped a little bit inside you durning the night.” He acted like someone who wasn’t about to cum. Was he really working to orgasm previously or was he actually working his way out? “Oh no! That’s not good. You should take it out.” “Are you sure? Does it hurt?” Grandpa let his body lay back down on me. His cock sinking in, still hard as rock. “Ah! Uh no but it’s dangerous.” He wiggled his hips a little. “You’re perfectly okay, I want you to feel it in you a bit. How is your first cock? Never mind it being mine. I want to know how you like it. How do you like it knowing your virginity is gone?” I didn’t know what to say. It felt good. I love cock but I can’t let him stay in me. “It’s, uh, it’s fine. It feels good” “And you feel amazing Kenny. My snake found a good home.” Grandpa gave a few thrusts in me then pulled out with a wet popping sound. I finally had it out. It was in me for so long I was wondering if my ass would ever recover. We both slowly got up. My body was stiff and my ass was sore. I liked having a cock inside me but my first one being grandpas was not what I had in mind. My first time was incest. I felt so embarrassed. “Grandpa, would it be okay if you don’t tell my dad about this?” “Absolutely! This will be our little secret. No one will know what goes on in here.” That made me feel a little better. We got up and his cock was still hard. It was shiny from my ass juices. He was playing with it. “I said today I’d invite someone over. I think ill go get him now. I’m really horny and need to blow desperately. I can show a few fun things that way.” “Okay.” Grandpa headed for the door in the nude. “Stay naked for me Kenny. My hookup will love to see that beautiful body of yours too.” He left me alone again. I was surprised that he left naked. Would someone see him? I stood around the living room. Playing with my ass. My fingers could easily go in. Not surprising since it had a huge cock in it all night. I thought back to what grandpa was saying while he was stroking his cock inside me. It sounded something like he was going to shoot something. He said it very quietly so I couldn’t really say for certain what it was. After a few minutes grandpa Lewis returned with a friend. It was the older big guy from the first day I got here. “This is my friend George. He’s graciously agreed to let me demonstrate on him for you.” George walked up to me. He looked at me like some predator. He was tall and fat. Balled and tan, like one of those older men at the beach that like to darken in the sun. “…Hi there.” I greeted meekly. George started stripping and grandpa helped him. They were headed to the bedroom and grandpa had me fallow. George got on the bed and got in a doggy style position. His ass was huge, and his hole was like a juicy round doughnut. Grandpa wasted no time slamming his dick in there. “Look here Kenny. This is how you properly fuck a man.” His hips were violently plowing away. George was grunting in the pillow. It was definitely a shocking sight, seeing two older men fuck in front of me. “Get closer Kenny. Watch my cock slide in and out of him.” I stood beside the bed and watched the to go out it. Grandpa‘s hard veiny cock was working its magic, and the big juicy asshole was eagerly excepting the tool as if this was not the first time it had. “Get your face between my legs Kenny, I want you to watch my ass hole and balls twitch as I unload in him.“ I moved around to look at grandpa‘s ass. It was shaking back-and-forth and I didn’t want to make contact with it. Grandpa reached behind and grabbed me by the head and pulled me towards him. My forehead slapped up against his ass and my face went into his large sagging balls. I was getting slapped by so many parts of him at once. My face was getting wet from his sweat and musk. “Grandpa that’s too close-“ as I opened my mouth to speak his balls swung back and entered my mouth. I could taste them. They were moist and salty. I spit them out and kept my mouth shut, grandpa‘s hand firmly holding my head in place. “Sorry George I can’t make it last as long as I usually do. My balls got primed up quite a bit earlier so I’m going to shoot it now. Oh fuck! Oooof! Oooooh!” As grandpa reached orgasm his ass cheeks clenched my forehead. I watched his balls raise and lower as they pumped load after load of cum into George. After he deposited his load, the three of us stood there for a brief moment, grandpa catching his breath, George enjoying his back door breakfast, and me taking in the sight of it all. I pulled my face out and sat up. Grandpa pulled out of George and a glob of cum poured out of him. Grandpa was spreading his cheeks so I could get a better look at his hole. “Now Kenny my boy. I’m going to teach you about rimming. Look at all George’s cum shoot here. Doesn’t it look delicious?“ He was presenting it to me like it was some sort of meal. “Yeah, make the boy eat out of my ass.“ George mumbled through the pillow. “That’s for him to decide old boy. So how about it Kenny, want to dive in and get your tongue up in there?” “No! That’s a bit too much. Besides it’s covered in your cum. Aren’t you positive? Shouldn’t you have worn a condom?“ Grandpa chuckled, George scoffed at the idea. “I already told you, I never use those things. George doesn’t care what he gets. He just loves cum, but if you’re not going to lick up that savory protein then I will. Watch closely.” Grandpa put his face between George’s ass and started licking the cum that was seeping out. He dug his tongue up in there and kissed his ring. I knew about rimming but obviously this was the first time seeing it in action. I guess as long as the hole was clean it seemed pretty hot in theory. I would like to try it sometime, but I’m not sure if I wanted to try it with George. The rim job continued for a few minutes, grandpa sucking away down on that ass like a ravenous animal. George was moaning, I watched his toes curl with each probing. George had big feet, bigger than grandpa‘s. He looked like he was really enjoying the service. Grandpa finished up and got out from the cavernous hole. “Hey Mr. Lewis. How about some coffee? Why don’t you put on a pot?” George asked. “Yeah all right. I could go for a cup myself. You two behave yourselves.” Grandpa got up and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I was now alone with George. The first time I was alone with a naked man other than grandpa. I got up off the bed and I was heading towards the door to go help grandpa with the coffee, but then I felt hands on my shoulders and a belly pressed up against my back. George wasn’t letting me leave. “Not so fast boy. Let me play with your ass.” George roughly rammed two fingers up inside me, it made me gasp little. “Damn I thought a virgin boy would be tight. You let your grandpa fuck you?” His finger assault on me continued, I was too scared to say anything. “Get on the bed and stick your ass up for me. I haven’t gotten off yet, and I need to shoot my rancid cum in some thing.” I tried to protest but George guided me back to the bed. He pushed me down onto it with my ass up in the air. He grabbed my hips and propped me up and spread my cheeks apart. “Sir please, we shouldn’t.“ George was now slapping my ass hole with his cock. His belly resting on my ass, his other hand pushing down on my back. “Don’t worry slut, I’ll make this quick. But you’re definitely going to hate what my balls are carrying. If Mr. Lewis has been fucking you then it doesn’t really matter.” ”Sir no!-“ George slammed forward and I felt the entirety of his cock go up inside me. My ass had some recovery from the morning so it was a little bit of a shock when he slammed in balls deep. He wasted no time picking up a fast fucking pace. “Oh fuck yeah. Virgin boy my ass. But fuck it still feels good.“ His movements kept my face buried in the pillow. Plow after plow I felt George assault my ass with his cock. I was scared, but I had to admit it did actually feel really good. I never thought I would be fucked like this by an older fat guy, but here I was. There was nothing I could do but let George drill into me. He held onto me tight, his fat belly weighing down on me. “Oh fuck boy. Here it comes. Gonna shoot my dirty load up inside you.” Oh shit he was going to cum? What did he mean by dirty load? All I could do was lay there. I was paralyzed. “Hey George, do you want cream and sugar- oh! What’s all this now?” Grandpa came back and saw George mercilessly fucking me. “Just a moment. Gunna empty my balls.” “George old boy. I didn’t give you permission to fuck him. How about you stop this silliness?” “But fuck! It’s right there! This boys ass is gunna drink my diseased cum! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Grandpa looked at me, rubbing me face. “Are you okay with George here blowing inside you? Let me know now.” I looked at grandpa and mustered out a few words. “Get him out please.” Grandpa reached for George’s cock as he started cum “Aaaah! FUCK! There it is!” George slammed forward. Grandpa was gripping at the base of his cock and trying to pull out. “Come on you old creep. Let’s get this out.“ “Aaah! Yes! Fuck!” Grandpa managed to pull out George’s cock. It popped out and his cum ribbons blasted my ass and back. He aimed my ass towards him to inspect it. “Not good. Looks like there’s a little bit in there. OK Kenny, looks like you’re going to get another lesson in rimming. I’m gonna lay down and you sit on my face. Focus on pushing, I’m going to suck all that dirty cum out of you.” Oh my God! There was cum inside me? George managed to shoot some in there? Grandpa laid down on the bed and I immediately position myself over him. This was something I wasn’t ready for, but if it was going to help then I was eager to try it. I sat down on him and grandpa started sucking on my ass hole. His tongue digging inside licking up however much cum was inside. Besides the fear of what George did, grandpa‘s tongue action actually felt incredible. Having a tongue swirl around inside you was so much different than a dildo or a cock. I was trembling, I felt like my body was melting on him. George was standing on the bed looking down on me. He was clearly enjoying the sight of me getting eaten out. He turned around and spread his big ass, puckering his hole towards me. I couldn’t move because I needed grandpa to do what he needed to do with my ass. George moved closer and his ass pressed against my face. His hole kissed my lips. He grabbed my head and held me in place. I had no choice but to rim him. I stuck my tongue out and tasted his ass. It taste like spit and cum. It wasn’t as bad as I thought. He was flexing his hole open on my mouth and I felt him push. There was still some cum in there. He was feeding me grandpas cum! It was bitter and strong flavored. I swallowed it and kept rimming him while grandpa was below rimming me. It must have been quite the sight. I was the middle piece of a human centipede. Ass to mouth with two older men. But I actually was enjoying myself. I felt like I was getting over some of my hang ups about playing with grandpa, but just a little. I knew what I was doing was wrong. What if dad saw me? I can’t imagine how he’d react. Being gay would be enough of a shock for him. The double rimming went in for a while. The big bears ass plopped in my face and grandpa eating me out. At some point we broke it off. Grandpa wiggling out from under me and me pushing off George. “I think you’re all good to go Kenny boy. George here can be quite the greedy bastard when he wants to be.” “The boy has a nice ass. I couldn’t help it.” Grandpa ushered George to the door. He got dressed and began to leave. Grandpa was done with him and wanted quality time with me. I felt safer with just the two of us anyway. “How about you send the boy to my place some time? I could really have some fun with him.” George asked. “Maybe, but he’s still knew to all this. I wanna make sure he’s properly trained before anything extreme.” Grandpa shut the door and we were alone together. “How’s about some breakfast?” We cooked breakfast together in the nude of course. A can is spam and eggs. It would be good to get a real breakfast in so I could get the taste of George and grandpa’s cum out of my mouth. We ate and watched the news in silence for a bit. Then he asked the question I suspected he would eventually “So Kenny boy. You’re no longer a virgin. How does it feel?“ I knew that was going to come up sooner or later. I wasn’t completely ready to answer. Having a dick in me felt good but it was his so I was conflicted. “Isn’t it bad that I lost my virginity to a family member?” “Don’t forget George. The fat old bastard just had to sample ya.” That’s right! I was fucked by two guys. George even came a little inside me which grandpa sucked out. “He was kinda scary. He shouldn’t have tried cuming in me.” “I don’t see any problem. You loved it didn’t you?” “Well, yes but…” “But nothing. You loved it, that’s all you need to focus on. If you ever want me to fuck your brains out my cock is available anytime.” He stroked his cock getting it semi hard again. “But, the risk of getting anything from it…” “I can pull out of you want. I’m a master at controlling my orgasms.” “I guess so. But still we shouldn’t.” I wasn’t entirely convinced. Could I really ask grandpa to fuck me? Sure I had his cock in me all night but that was an accident. And the fact that he had AIDS added an ominous shadow to his proposition. “Besides, you seem to be eager to try it. Hell, you sucked my cock in you durning the night. Shame on you for taking advantage of your dear old papi. He he he.” “That was an accident! It slipped in by mistake.” “If you say so. We’ll see if it ‘accidentally’ slips in again tonight.” “Perhaps I should sleep on the couch?” “No, I forbid it. You sleep in my bed with me. I want to make sure you’re warm and taken care of. Besides, your ass is a very welcome heat pad for me.” “…okay, if you say so.” “Good. Now then. What would you like to do today?” Grandpa laid back on the couch putting his feet up on my lap. He was stroking his now hard again cock in front of me. How was he still horny? “Didn’t you just get off?” “I’m never satisfied. It only takes a few minutes for me to be ready to go for another round. See these large balls of mine? They refill fast and always demand for release.” His orbs were impressive. But we had done so much I want sure what else there was to do. “Um… do you have any recommendations?” “Hmmm. I have plenty. But I doubt you’d be interested…” “Maybe…” “Well okay. Rub me feet. We’ll see if you get into foot play kink.” “Your feet?!” I looked at his feet sitting on my lap. They had a little bit of dirt on them. “Yeah I love having me feet played with, especially by young boys who are hungry to lick the sweat and grime from between my toes. Go on, rub them for me.” “I don’t know…” “I can have you go over to George’s place. He’d love to have you worship his feet. Of course I’d send you alone and who knows what else he’d have you do.” “No I’ll play with these!” I grabbed his feet and started rubbing them, even though they stank and were a little dirty they were soft and cushy. He kept playing with his dick while he watched me. “Yeah that feels good. How do you like them?” “They’re nice. Soft” “Getting you turned on?“ “Not really. It’s just a massage after all.” “Then try licking them. I’ve been told they taste great.” I looked at them for a while. I’ve tasted ass this morning, but these? “I don’t know.” He then raised a foot up to my face. Pressing his toes up to my mouth. “You’ve done worse. Come on, suck your grandpas toes.” He was rubbing them around and I reluctantly opened up and and licked them. They didn’t taste as bad as I thought they would. But it did feel degrading. “Yeah, that’s it. That’s a good boy.” He kept stroking as I licked his feet. He rubbed them on my face. Loving it. It was a little humiliating but it wasn’t bad, it was kinda nice. I could feel my own dick getting hard. Not necessarily because of the feet but the intimacy of what we were doing. I started stroking mine as well. “I can see you’re enjoying yourself. Good. Keep playing with yourself, I want you nice and horny.” I licked up and down his feet. If he was enjoying it then I was glad to be of service. I was rock hard and stroking. Grandpa and I were now jacking off together. I continued the service for a while, but after a few moments grandpa took his feet away. “Get on the floor Kenny. On your hands and knees. I want to step on your face.” “You won’t do it hard will you?“ “Of course not. I just want you to experience what it’s like to have a man dominate you with his feet.” I got on the floor and got into position like he asked. Grandpa stood over my head, his huge cock and balls swinging above me like a pendulum. He brought a foot up and put it on the back of my head, pressing me down to the floor gently. My head turned to the side and he ran his toes down the side of my cheek. I had to admit, this was quite the humiliating task I had before me. Would other guys want to do this sort of thing? If I ever got a boyfriend would he want to do this? I guess if I really liked the guy I would be willing to accommodate it. Grandpa‘s feet are fairly soft, so it actually feels quite nice. Grandpa went behind me and placed a foot on my ass. He was rubbing my cheeks and then brought his big toe close to my hole. “What are you doing?“ He was circling it around, then began to press in a little. “It’s all a part of the foot play my dear boy. You should know what it’s like to have a man toe fuck your ass.“ He pressed his toe all the way inside me and started thrusting his foot in and out. This was by far the strangest thing he has done, but at least it wasn’t his cock. Grandpa kept toe fucking me for a while. I was stroking my own cock while he was doing it. It was actually quite enjoyable. I could feel myself getting close. “Grandpa I think I’m going to cum.“ His foot work inside me continued. ”Yeah that’s it my boy. Cum for grandpa. Cum because you love my feet.” “Yes grandpa, your feet are going to make me cum.” Grandpa then took his toe out of me and got on his knees. His cock was resting on my crack. “I want to see it better. I want to see you blow your load on the floor then lick it up.“ I was actually missing his foot action. I wanted something in my ass to help me get off. I was aware that his rockhard boner was right there on top of my ass, but I didn’t have the heart to ask him to put it in. That would’ve invited way too much danger. I tried stroking the best I could while grandpa was rubbing his hands on my ass cheeks and back. I couldn’t help it, I needed him to stick his toe back inside me. I wanted to feel him foot fuck me. As embarrassing as it was I tried asking. “Grandpa put it back in please I’m so close.“ “Do you want me to stick it in? Are you sure?“ “Yes grandpa please I need it.“ I felt him reposition and plop something warm against my hole. He pushed forward and a hot boulbous thing popped in past my ring. “Fuck yeah grandpa that feels good. I’m gonna cum.” “Damn I could cum as well Kenny.” His toe felt so good in my ass that I didn’t care if he shot his cum on me. I was about to blow and it was only fair to let him blow too. “Yeah shoot it grandpa, go for it. I’m going to!“ “Fuck you’re asking me to cum? You don’t have to tell me twice.“ I started to orgasm, I let out a pretty loud grunt and started blasting my cum all over the floor. “Aaaah! Fuck! Yeah!” I’m pretty sure I made quite the mess on the rug. I had a feeling that grandpa wouldn’t mind an extra stain. I was expecting a shower of jizz raining down on me but then I felt his toe sink deep into my ass, very deep, wait that’s not his toe. “Grandpa what is that?“ The question was rhetorical, I knew exactly what it was. Grandpa stuck his cock balls deep inside of me. I then realized that it was his cock the entire time. He was fucking me fast. The assault on my ass was insane. “That’s going to be my cum shooting in you soon Kenny boy. Just like you asked for. Such a good boy. I’m going to make sure to blow deep in you.” He was drilling away inside me, he was breathing hard and I felt his balls slap against mine. “No grandpa! Not inside me! Please pull it out!“ “Really? You just said to shoot it in you?!” “I thought you had your tone inside me grandpa. Please don’t cum in my ass.“ “Fuck! Fine! Turn over! You’re going to drink it!” He pulls out of me with a pop. I got on my back and sat up. My ass sitting in my own cum puddle. Grandpa brought his dick right up to my mouth and before I could have time to say anything he slammed it down my throat. I was almost gagging on it. He put his hands on my head and started violently fucking my mouth. It was big and I thought I was going to suffocate. “Fuck! Here it is! Drink it pig boy! Drink all my poz cum!” The huge head of his cock was lodged down my esophagus as I felt him throb and twitch in my mouth. His cum blasted out and I reflexively swallowed every drop. His cum was hot and bitter. He held his cock in my mouth for a while as he sighed in relief. He looked down on me caressing my face. “You were such a bad boy Kenny. Giving me your ass then taking it away again. I hope you make it up to me. From now on I want you to suck me off whenever I ask you to. Yes?“ With his dick in my mouth I gave a nod “Good. Start with sucking my cock now. I want you to work another load out of it.“

5. Skeleton's Bone "Please. Just give it to me." I was hungry, and I needed what Leo was offering. Normally, I was pretty horny. But tonight, my arousal was all-consuming. All I could think about was dick inside me. Leo's cock in my ass. Seth's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my ass. And all of them cumming in me. It was dirty and filthy, but I loved it. "Of course you're gonna get it," Leo said. He arched his back and pushed his dick deeper into my guts. I gasped, but took it. The alternative would be far more unbearable than this minor, temporary discomfort. Leo relaxed, and pulled me against his chest. His chest was hairy, sweaty, and hot; he felt like a real man. "I've got what you are craving," he whispered in my ear, and I also released my muscles. I slipped down an inch or two on his cock, before hitting the base. "It's all in me," I moaned. "All of it. In me." "Yeah," Leo said. "It is. It feels amazing. Inside you. Dripping in you." "Dripping in me," I moaned. "Bareback." "Yeah," Leo said. "Best way. High and raw." He kissed me again. "Let's do one more hit together, ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Big hit." "Yeah," Leo said. He smiled and nodded. It felt good to make him so happy. I wanted to please him, especially when it was so easy: I smoked some crystal, and let him fuck me. "Here," he said. He stuck the pipe in my mouth. I couldn't help but stare at the drawing on his hand. It was done in thick Sharpie pen, but it still was surprisingly detailed and realistic. A skeleton was giving me a glass pipe filled with crystal. The skeleton and I enacted the now familiar ritual. He held the torch, and I inhaled when the bowl began to smoke. It had already been hard to judge how big the hit was; this one was no different. When my lungs were full, he took the pipe, and started to inhale. Despite the crystal's impact on my brain, I stared in fascination as Leo did his hit. I watched his chest expand and grow, the black ink outlines of the ribs showing each puff in visual succession. At the end, we both exhaled. It had left us both a bit breathless and horned up. Leo pulled me close again. "I want to breed you boy. Got you knocked up." "Come on. Breed me," I moaned. "Breed my guts." "Hell yeah, Kenta," he said. "Fucking good hole. I want to enjoy this." He kissed me. It felt like it went on for hours, but yet, I didn't want it to stop. "As long as you want," I grunted. Another kiss, another slow fuck. His cock was taking its time as it explored my hole. He was measuring it out, sizing it up. Getting ready to make it totally his. "And as long as I need," he said. I could feel each vein and ridge of his cock as he slid his cock in and out of me. I wondered if every man was going to be this thorough and demanding. He kissed me again, and I nearly forgot about the cock pounding me. "As long as I need," he finally said. "Please. Give it to me," I said. I started to understand the bottoms in porn. I knew how they felt. How important every dick was. I understood their cock-craving, and it was exactly how I was feeling. "Yeah. You're feeling it," Leo said. "That's the crystal. Isn't it great?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned. Nothing had ever felt quite like this. I wanted to always feel like this, and I always wanted a hard cock like Leo's tool in my hole. "Please breed me." "All in good time," he said. "Kenta's gonna get it, I know." I loved that. He was going to cum in me. Best of all, it didn't matter. It was sleazy, but it wasn't unsafe or anything. It was perfect. "Please. Just breed me," I repeated. It was all I could think about. Leo's dick in me, and then Leo's cum in me. I wanted to think about something else. Something cleaner and safer. But I was feeling dirty and sleazy, and my situation only dragged me deeper. I was getting fucked by a handsome skeleton. There was a devil I would get fucked by as well. Far from being weird, the costumes made it seem all the dirtier. I wondered what I would get in exchange from the devil tonight, and exactly what I would have to give up. I would have done almost anything for more cock. But there was a party here tonight, and Seth had promised me all the cock I could handle. "Yeah. Love a fucking hungry hole like this. You're going to have so much fun tonight," Leo said. "Please. Cum in me," I grunted. I didn't want promises of future loads. I needed another load in me now. "One more for you first," Leo said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under it. I didn't care that I was smoking crystal. This felt so good that I didn't want to stop. "Big one," he said. "Just right for a little guy like you." He smiled at me, yet still held the torch under the bowl. He wanted me high, and I wanted to make him happy. I filled my lungs. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took the smoking bowl from me. He put it in his mouth, and inhaled. He looked so hot, as he sucked down another hit. We both held it for as long as we could, before exhaling. "Fucking nice," he said. "It feels amazing," I said. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, and my ass was twitching. "Um," I started. "Yeah?" he asked. "Can I have another?" I said. It was overwhelming sensation, but it felt so good. Leo felt close and safe and his raw cock in my ass a signifier of how connected we were. I wanted to feel more of this. "Of course," he said. "It will be good for the both of us." He put the pipe back in my mouth, and heated it back up. I took one more giant hit, and then nodded. He took it and put the pipe in his mouth, doing another hit. We both held it for nearly a minute, his cock sliding in and out of me the entire time. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. I expected him to blow out as well, but instead, he pulled me down, and immediately blew his hit into me. I had no choice but to take it. We swapped the hit back and forth, making out the entire time. "Fucking hot hole," he said. The crystal was hitting me hard. I was barely coherent, and making inarticulate grunts and moans, as he fucked me. We kept on fucking; time was a difficult topic for me to follow. I wasn't sure if we had spent only a few minutes in the library, or if I had missed the entire party. I wasn't sure if I cared. Leo's cock was still rock hard, and he was dripping pre-cum into me. I had been wary of pre-cum in the past, but tonight, I loved how it lubricated my hole, making it easier for Leo's unprotected shaft to slide deep into my guts. I was never going to use a condom again. "You want my load?" Leo asked me again. I had been begging him for his load practically ever since he had first stuck his dick into me. I couldn't tell if this was just one more tease, but there was only one answer I could give him. "Please. Give it to me." "Hell yeah," he grunted. Over the course of the fuck, he had flipped me onto my back, and my legs were now up in the air. Even if I had wanted, it would have been hard to push him off. He pushed his dick deep into me, but this time, he didn't pull out. "Fuuuuck," he moaned. Deep in my guts, his cock swelled, and a thick glob of his cum shot into me. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned, and another spurt landed in my guts. "FUUUCK MEEE," I grunted in reply. My ass was squeezing his dick as tight as I could, milking out every drop I could. "Breed me." "HELL YEAH," he replied. "Breeding you." Two more shots from his cock lubricated my hungry hole. "Deep." Another shot. His cock was now sliding in and out of me, each stroke spreading his thick cum further into my hole. I loved the feeling of his seed filling me up. I loved how accepting it was, letting him anoint me with his sperm. "Fucking breeding you." "Please," I repeated. "Just fuck me." He pushed in once more, then held it. His dick was now just slowly throbbing, the last few drops of his semen dribbling into me. "Give it all to me," I said. "You got it," Leo said, then pulled me closed. He kissed me. It felt good. As turned on as I was, I didn't want to cum myself. I reached down, but found my dick was still strangely soft. "Tina dick," Leo said. "I happens." "At least you've got plenty of bone," I said. I traced out one of the bones drawn across his shoulder and down his arm. "Yeah," Leo said. "But let's see about getting you a few more bones to play with," he continued. We slowly disconnected. He pulled his dick out slowly, making sure that not a drop of his seed dripped out. "I bet the party has gotten started." From his bag, he pulled out two envelopes, each bulging slightly. He left it on the large central table, before gently pushing me to the door. He didn't seem to care that he was naked, except for his sneakers. I was suddenly conscious of just how little I was wearing; a pair of boots, a jock strap, and a harness. "Those boots do great things for your ass," a voice in the hall said.

2. Toasts I didn't see Seth at the gym again before the Friday of the party. We messaged a bit on line, but he had been busy with school, plus all the regular parties around Halloween, so we didn't message that often. I went to a few parties, and made out with a few guys. But even when I was making out with some cute freshman, all I could think about was Seth's partners. I wanted to feel their hairy chests against my body. I wanted to feel their beards brush against my lips. Most of all, I wanted to feel their thick cocks stretch my hole open. Other than Seth, I hadn't seen any of them naked. But I just knew that Jon and JP were hung with fat daddy dicks, and heavy, low-hanging balls filled with cum. I wanted to taste their cum, and I really wanted to feel what it was like for a man like Jon to breed my hole. It felt like it took forever to get to Friday, and then that morning went by at a snail's pace. I hadn't cum in several days, and I hadn't even tried to get fucked, despite being on prep. I wanted my first time to be with Seth and his family. A little after noon, my last class let out. I quickly found something to eat, and rushed back to my dorm. Seth had told me not to worry about a costume, that they would find something. I just took a shower, making sure I was clean inside and out. I found a cute pair of underwear to put on, and a pair of jeans that highlighted my ass. I was your standard skinny Asian twink, but my ass were two perfect melons. In the right jeans, I might have even fucked myself. As I finished dressing, my phone buzzed. It was Seth. I was excited and scared when I read the message. "Come whenever. But looking forward to seeing you, so the sooner the better." I was relieved that he hadn't cancelled. But I was still a bit scared. I was going over to the home of several strange, unknown men, and they were going to fuck me all night long, if not more. I was also hard as a rock. The blue briefs I was wearing hid nothing, and there was already a wet spot where my dickhead pressed against the shiny fabric. "On my way," I said, as I ordered an Lyft. Less than five minutes later, I was on my way. I shared my location with Seth. "See you soon. Simon, the door man knows you're coming." It was a twenty minute ride downtown, but with the traffic, it took thirty minutes. They seemed to drag by; I was fidgeting a bit, trying to will the traffic to open up. Finally, we pulled up to a tall condo building in downtown. I had seen it on the skyline; I knew it was expensive. "Nice place," the Lyft driver said as he dropped me off at the front door. It opened onto a large, and expensive-looking lobby. I stepped out and looked into the lobby. I had a marijuana vape pen with me, just in case I got nervous. I ducked off to one side, out of view of the lobby, and inhaled deeply. I held it, then did another hit. I was about to go to a sex party with four other guys. My dick cock was hard and my ass was twitching just thinking about it. Think about being sandwiched between Jon and JP, their hairy bodies pressed against me. I took another hit, just enough to help calm my nerves. Besides, it always made me horny, which couldn't hurt. I held it for thirty seconds, then stepped into the lobby. By the elevators, there was a tall, muscular black man, in an immaculately tailored suit. I tired not to stare; he was an ebony god. Just one of his arms was as big as I was. I read his discreet name badge. "Eli," it said. He caught me staring, and I blushed. "You must be Kenta," he said. Letting my eyes drop didn't help. There was little the tailor could do to hide the thick snake pressed against one of his legs. "Yeah," I said. "The guys are on Floor 48," he continued, directing me towards the elevator. "Have fun." I walked in the elevator; it was elegant, with dark mirrors and careful lighting. It took me a moment to find 48; I wondered how I would know which apartment it was. But the elevator was fast, and it was only a few seconds before it was slowing down, and the doors opened. Seth was standing there, wearing a white tank-top, black sweat pants, and a surprisingly realistic pair of goat horns coming out of his hair. Standing next to him was Jon, also in the tank top and sweats. He had a small pair of devil horns emerging from the cropped hair. His beard was also shaped into a proper devil's point. "Welcome," Seth said. "This is Jon." "I'm Kenta," I said. "Pleased to meet you," Jon said. He reached out and pulled me close to him. "You're a cute one," he said, then pushed me into Seth's waiting arms. "Isn't he?" Seth said, before kissing me. "I know we're going to have fun. I know just the costume for you." He kissed me again, then pushed me back to Jon. Jon kissed me this time. I wasn't expecting it, but I welcomed it, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue. He pushed me back for a second, and looked over my body. Even at maybe 5'10", he looked big against my 5'4" frame. "Let's get you into a proper costume," he said. Seth led the way out of the left. "Jon doesn't like to talk about it, but he made a lot of money with a start-up. So we live here. And have things like this for a closet." He stepped into a room about the size of my bedroom growing up. Around the edges were hooks and shelves holding various pieces of leather and toys. It was almost like being in the leather store downtown, except in one corner was a small bar, complete with a sink and small fridge. I had watched enough leather porn on XTube to recognize the other things in the room, a sling, a fuck bench, and a sturdy metal cage. I took a deep breath. My lungs filled with the scent of leather and sweat, and my head swam a bit. The marijuana was starting to hit, and now, this dirty porno jerk-off fantasy was starting to come true. My asshole twitched. I wanted another hit from the pipe. "You smoke weed?" Jon asked, almost reading my mind. "Yeah," I said. "You ever try G?" Seth asked me. "I've heard of it," I said. I had read stories about drug-fueled parties. "But not sure about it. What does it do?" "It's a bit like weed," Jon said. "It makes everything very mellow and chill. Great for making out and cuddling." He was standing behind me, close enough that I could feel the warmth from his body. I wanted it closer. "Have you been drinking?" he asked. "No," I said. I wanted to trust these two men. They made me feel like I could trust them. "Just vaped some weed." "Oh perfect," Seth said. "Just do a little, you can see how it feels. Then decide if you like it." He turned to Jon. "Maybe an ml?" "Him?" Jon said. He smiled at me. "Let's start him at .6. He's like half of you." He turned back tome. "Seth just wants to get you naked. I'll take care of you." He turned back to Seth. "But. Yes. Let's get Kenta naked and into his costume." "You get Kenta and us some G," Seth said. He stepped over to me, and wrapped his arms around me. He gave me a big kiss. "And I'll get Kenta naked." He peeled off my shirt with practiced ease, and tossed it into a corner. At the bar, Jon mixed something up. "This one is for you, Kenta," he said, reappearing with three glasses of orange juice. He handed me a glass, then handed one to Seth. "Cheers, boys," he said, as he toasted. "Do it quickly," he said, and then we clinked glasses. I swallowed it quickly, just like the others. But I could taste something bitter.

I woke up to the feeling of Anthony cumming inside me. When he felt me stirring, he squeezed out a couple more ropes, and wrapped his arms around me tightly, saying “Sorry about that...I was having a very vivid dream about fucking you, and when I woke up I was hard and inside you. I couldn’t even try to hold back. I hope that was OK.” “Well, I could hardly complain after begging for your load last night, could I?” Kissing the back of my neck, he said “Good. I can’t tell you how happy I was when you gave in last night and let me in you bare. Something about knowing my seed is inside you, that you’re carrying a part of me with you, turns me on so much. And I think you like it too. Am I wrong?” “No. You’re not wrong. I feel so connected to you right now, like we shared something so special and perfect. Having a barrier between us just feels so wrong, you know?” “I know exactly what you mean. I want every part of me to be inside you, to inhabit you. But I also want to cook you a proper breakfast. Do you think maybe we could try something?” “Sure, what?” Reaching across me into his drawer, he pulled out a butt plug. “I was thinking if we put this in your hole, you could keep as much of me inside you as possible while we go about our day. I hope you’re able to spend the day with me, Joey. I don’t have any grand designs on you leaving your husband or anything - I know you’ll go home to him energized and electrified from our encounter, and I’ll go back to my search for a new man. But I would love to spend more time with you, in and out of bed, if you’re interested.” “I am yours for the next two days. I’ll tell my conference colleagues that I got a touch of the flu, because I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else right now than right here with you.” I took the plug from his hand and gently pulled away from him, feeling his softening cock slide out of me. I moved the plug to my hole and felt his hand on mine as we both pressed it into me - the slight stretch as it was almost all the way in felt so nice, and then my hole closed around it, just the base remaining between my cheeks. He gave it a gentle tap before rolling me onto my back for a deep, lingering kiss. Anthony cooked me a delicious, hearty breakfast. Then he fucked me in the kitchen. We took a long hot bath together, opening up about our past relationships. Then he fucked me in the bathroom. He showed me his collection of vintage board and video games. Then he fucked me in the media room. Each time, the plug was removed and replaced by Anthony’s enormous cock. And after he filled me with his seed, the plug went back in. With each session, we became closer, more connected, more intimate. And at the same time, I felt him exerting a certain power over me. Like he could sense my submissive side, a part of my fantasy life I don’t even share with my husband. Something about our connection made him able to see past my facade, and past the walls I put up. He just knew what I wanted, maybe even more than I myself knew. Maybe it was the introduction of poppers - whenever he held the bottle for me, I found myself eagerly inhaling and felt my inhibitions melting away. He became more aggressive, more demanding, and yet all within the context of our unspeakable chemistry - it was easily the most intense, enjoyable day of sex I’d ever had. After a long nap and some Chinese takeout for dinner, Anthony was finishing up a txt message as I joined him on the couch. “Got a hot date?” I asked. He finished typing and grinned, “We’ll see, maybe even for both of us if things work out. But tonight is all about the two of us.” Stripping my tshirt off, he said, “Let’s cheat on your husband a little more, shall we?” I felt myself blush, but couldn’t help but feel my cock twitch at the same time. Kissing down my body, Anthony’s tongue found all my erogenous buttons - tickling my pits, nibbling my nipples, probing my navel - somehow he’d learned all the ways to drive me crazy in just one crazy day. Taking my hard cock in his mouth, he grabbed the base of the plug and started pressing it deeper, and twisting it as he bobbed up and down on my rod. He could tell from my moans he was having the desired effect. “You ready for another load up in that sweet pussy, baby?” “Fuck yes! I need it. I need to feel you back inside me. Filling me with your seed.” “That’s what I like to hear. Let’s go to the bedroom.” Shucking our clothes along the way, I jumped onto the bed on my back, spread my legs, and invited Anthony to join me. His hand immediately went to the plug, gently pulling it from my hole. He brought it to my mouth, saying “Clean my cum off, Joey. Savor the flavor of my semen while I get you ready for more.” He fingered my hole for a couple minutes before lining up his raw cock once again. “Tell me what you want.” “Please, Anthony. Fuck my hole!” “Should I put on a condom?” “NO! Never again. I need to feel your skin on my skin. No barriers between us.” “Good boy, Joey,” he said, sliding every inch of his huge erection into my body. I still wasn’t used to the way he was treating me yet, but all I knew was my dick jumped every time he asserted himself, and his cock felt incredible in my hole. I felt so deeply connected to him. “Something in me is changing,” I said as he started to move inside me. “How do you mean?” “It’s just, I’m feeling things I haven’t felt for so long. I don’t know how to describe it.” He replied, “You’re allowing yourself to become what you really are. You’re a cheater now - you’ve wanted to do it for long time, right? And now that you’ve crossed that line, there’s no going back. This weekend with me is changing your life, Joey. Things aren’t ever going to be the same for you and your husband.” Fuck. I knew he was right, but it hadn’t really hit me yet. It wasn’t just that I’d broken my vows and fucked (repeatedly) with another man. I could feel a shift from deep inside, Anthony was allowing something that was lurking in there to finally come out. A yearning to let myself go, to give up control, to submit. I wanted to allow this man to do with me whatever he pleased. “Joey, think of it this way. Your life has been stagnant for a long time. You haven’t been content. Maybe letting yourself have this exploration will allow you to go back to your husband changed in a good way. Like, the battery of your married life was depleted, and giving in to your urges, letting me fuck you for a weekend - maybe it will charge you up, energize you to go back to your normal life with a more positive attitude.” I felt his cock flex inside me as he whispered those words to me, leaking more of his fluids into my rectum. Maybe he’s right - I’d dreamt of cheating on my husband for years. Maybe I could get that desire out of my system by letting my guard down and giving in, allowing myself to go where my urges wanted. And then I could return a changed man. “Well, when you put it that way, I guess you have a point.” I grabbed his ass and pulled him all the way inside me, while he leaned in for a deep tongue kiss. “Now fuck me properly. Don’t hold back. I need more of your seed inside me.” He pulled all the way out until just his head was in me, then rammed the length of his cock all the way back in. Deep dicking me, grabbing my hips, pounding my pussy - I’d never been fucked with such passion and such abandon. Sweat glistened on his beautiful body and the room smelled of pure masculinity. He grabbed the poppers and fed me a few huffs. The rush only made me need him more desperately. “That’s it, dirty boy. Are you a dirty boy, Joey?” “Yes, sir! I’m a dirty, dirty boy!” I said, getting into the role play. “And what do dirty boys need? What do they deserve, Joey?” “Umm...they need to be fucked?” “Well, yes that. But dirty boys need something in their dirty holes.” “Yes, they need loads in their holes!” “That’s right, Joey. And what kind of loads do dirty boys want in their holes?” “Umm...big loads of thick cum!” “Well, yes. But dirty boys want dirty loads in their dirty holes, Joey. Isn’t that right?” “Unngh...fuck. Fuck! Yes, that’s right sir. Dirty boys need dirty loads.” “Say it, Joey. Tell me you want a dirty load in your dirty hole!” “Oh FUCK, sir. I fucking want a dirty load in my hole, sir! I’m a dirty boy!” A big smile came across his face and he got even more aggressive with me. “Fuck yes, boy! I’m gonna give you a big dirty load! Gonna flood your guts with my fucking dirty seed!” The pounding he was giving me was unlike any way I’d ever been treated, and I fucking loved it. My hole was loose from the poppers and sloppy from the multiple loads shot into me in the past 24 hours. “Tell me how my cock feels. Is it bigger than your husband’s?” “Yes! Your cock is so much bigger than his! And you are fucking me so much better than he ever has! Please don’t stop!” “Oh, I’m not gonna stop until I dump inside you again, boy. But now I want you to do something for me. Give me your ring, boy.” “Unngh...uh, what?” “I said, give me your wedding ring. Your husband isn’t here right now. I want to wear it while I fuck you.” I hesitated slightly, then remembered how deeply I wanted to give myself over to this man. I pulled the ring off my finger and presented it to him. As he brought his left hand closer, he said, “With this ring, I thee wed. Say it.” I slid the wedding ring I’d worn so proudly for the last year since my husband and I finally got married onto his finger, repeating, “With this ring, I thee wed.” “That’s better. You’re mine now, and I’m going to make you even more mine.” He fed me another deep hit of poppers and leaned in real close, slowly thrusting as he was buried balls deep. “I’m getting close, Joey. And I feel really close to you right now. I want to give you everything you deserve. Tell me what you want.” “This dirty boy wants your dirty load, sir.” “What else?” “I feel like a different man in the last day with you. The way you’ve fucked me has truly changed my life!” “What else?” “I am going to return to my normal life more energized, recharged.” “That’s it. I’m charging up your battery, aren’t I? Say it.” “Yes, sir. The way you’re fucking me is charging me up. Don’t stop!” “It really is like I’m giving you something special for you to take home. A gift, if you will. The way our tryst has opened you up. Right?” “Exactly, sir! Fuck! Please never stop! Give me the gift! Blast it directly into my soul!” “Fuck yes, boy. That’s right. Your cheating ass is gonna be filled with yet another dirty load from me! My DNA is going to coat the walls of your intestines and seep into every cell in your body! Take my fucking big dick - the dick that’s bigger and better than your husband’s!” “Please! Pound me! Fuck me and feed me your cum! Charge me up with your dirty load!” “I’m gonna shoot, boy. I’m gonna blast one more huge load deep in your guts. You ready for my POZ load, fucker?” Playing along, “Yes! Give it to me! Fill me with your POZ load!” “Take it, you cheating piece of shit! Filling you with more of my POZ cum NOW, bitch!” With that, he plunged in balls deep and blasted rope after rope of cum into my pussy. It felt like it would never stop. I shot my load all over our bellies as I felt him squirting over and over inside me. I felt content and more satisfied than I had in years. As our breathing calmed and he lay on top of me, his cock still buried in me, I said, “That was some amazing role play, Anthony. Really intense and super hot. Thank you for that!” “That wasn’t role play, boy” was all he said before rolling off me, plugging me up again, and wrapping his arms around me and drifting off.

The three of them snoozed after their sex. Billy was the first to wake up; by a hard dripping cock nudging his ass crack. Mike’s hard cock was trying to poke its way to his virgin hole. Dripping precum along the valley. Mike’s arm was draped over Billy, with his hand cupping one of Billy's pecs. In his sleep Mike pulled Billy more into him. Billy reached behind him and felt Mike’s body, along the side of Mike’s ass feeling the dimple in the cheek. He then ran his hand between their bodies to Mike’s hard cock grabbing it and running the head a little against his hole, feeling Mike’s precum on his hole. Billy moaned a little at the feeling. This woke Cody, who looked down between the two young men in his bed, and saw Billy rubbing his hole with Mike’s hard cock. Cole really wanted to see Billy lose his V card. So his brain immediately began cooking up the idea. Cole carefully reached under the pillow and grabbed his lube. Cole then whispered over to Billy, “Try a little lube, really feel his cock slide on your hole.” Cody then squirted a little between Mike and Billy’s hand. He heard Billy moan more. While Billy was moaning, Mike began to stir awake, very hot and horny. Cole began to lube up Mike’s ass. Rubbing his finger along his hole and dipping more and more lube into Mike’s ass, then slide his finger into Mike and jiggled it against his prostate, and lightly rubbed his prostate. “Oh fuck” moaned Mike, who bumped a little forward right when Billy had Mike's cock against his hole. Mike's cock squirted a little precum right against and a little into Billy's ass, which allowed just a little of the tip of Mike's penis to slide into the lips of Billy's hole. “Mikey ready for another dose of poz cum from my hard cock?” “Fuck yes, I want your cock in me again. Please, please, fuck it into me.” Cole lubed up, being sure to really get his head and inside his foreskin as well as all over the outside of his foreskin well lubed. He then pressed his cock head right to Mike's hole. He squirted a little more lube to the side of his cock, plus a little more in his hand which he moved his hand between Mike and Billy and really lubed up Mike's cock getting him ready for the plan. “Here it comes buddy.” Cole slowly slide his hard cock into Mike. Mike's hole was pushing Cole's foreskin back tighter, making Cole moan both from that and the heat inside Mike's ass. Mike only sighed and moaned as he was filled again with cock. Billy heard the horny sexy sounds behind him. He reached back a little further and felt as Cole's body slid into contact with Mike. Cole with his long arms put his hand on Billy and pulled him more against Mike. Mike's slick cock rubbed up and over Billy's hole, and then the underside was rubbing the hole. Cole moved his hand down to Billy's hard dick, and lightly played with the head, slowly moving his finger around then hard head, while he slowly rubbed his cock in Mike's tight ass, forcing the underside of Mike's cock to rub Billy's hole. “Oh yes, fuckin’ yes” moaned Mike, loving the cock in him, and causing his internal faucet to be turned on, letting the precum flow. Billy whispered to Mike, “Do you like having his dick in you?” “Fuck yes. It's so fucking amazing” “What's it like?” “He's so hard in me, but also so soft, and so hot. Oh fuck that feels good. I love when his head bumps a spot in me. I love the feeling his cock gives all long the inside of my ass.” “Fuck, I really want to feel a cock in me, a real cock not a rubber, but I'm so scared though.” Cole as loving the little talk between the young men. He just kept the very slow pace of fucking Mike, this just may go how he wanted. “‘Oh god, there's nothing like the feeling, you'd love it.” Cole stepped into the pillow talk. While slowly rubbing the little triangle under Billiy’s cock head he whispered to Billy, “Billy boy, you'd love a cock in that nice ass. Between you and I we've got Mikey here all ready, his cock is all wet a slippery, and there's so much lube around your hole, he could slide right in. You want to try?” Cole let go of Billy's cock and reached between Billy and Mike, grabbing the base of Mike's cock and forcing the head down to Billy's hole, then rubbing the head against the hole. As he did this he pulled back out of Mike's ass a little so his big head was right against Mike's prostate, and rubbed his prostate, making Mike moan and squirt out a little more precum into Billy's hole. Billy was moaning as he felt Mike's cock rubbing his hole. “Oh, oh, god.” “You like Mikey’s cock rubbing your hole. You know you want to feel it slide in. You’ll be okay, he’s still nice and clean, and Negative.” With this Cole pushed his cock into Mike all the way slowly and doing so nudged the tip of Mike’s cock into the lips of Billy’s ass. Mike moaned with the feelings front and back. “Come on Billy boy, you can feel Mikey’s cock just kissing the inside of your ass lips. Just move yourself back a little and let Mikey in.” Billy’s will power dropped and he moved himself back a little, letting Mike's cock start its entry into him. The head of Mike’s cock was a third of the way in. Cole took that as the sign to get the rest into Billy, and he pushed Mike with is body into Billy, and gently pulled Billy into Mike. Doing so slid Mike's cock all the way into Billy, nice and even and slow. “Oh, oh shit. Oh my fucking god. Oh, your so hot inside Billy. Your ass is so tight and sucking my cock. Oh shit.” “I… oh, fuck…. Mike your cock feels ….. oh god, push it in further ….. “ Mike thrust into Billy until his pubes and balls were mashed against Billy’s ass mound. “Fuck yeah, Billy boy, your not a virgin anymore. How’s that cock feel in you? You love it don’t you?” “Oh shit, yes. It's feels so good. Oh fuck Mikey, what are you doing, your dick is sort of jerking in me.” Mike was moaning, because Cole was rhythmically shoving his cock deep into him. “Fuck, its not me, Cole is fucking me, and he’s making me fuck into you and making my dick jump. Oh shit, this feels…. Oh fuck, I feel like I’m going to cum soon. Billy your ass is just so fucking hot and tight.” “You want to cum inside Billy boy don’t you. You want to give up another of your last clean loads into him don’t. Billy boy, you want his load don’t you.” Both of them moaned yes together. Cole pulled Billy more against Mike, and really started to fuck Mike harder. Cole's hot poz load was building up quickly. “You ready Mikey, you ready for your next dose of poz cum.” “Fuck yes, oh fuck I’m ready. I’m going to cum too.” Cole pushed himself hard into Mike, and felt the tip of his cock just pierce into Mike's second ring as he fired his toxic load into Mike. Mike felt the molten heat of Cole's semen injecting into him, and he started shooting his negative load into Billy. “Oh shit, Mikey, oh fuck, its so hot, your cumming in me, oh your cum is so warm. Oh fuck, I can’t believe this, oh fuck.” Billy began shooting his load all over the bed, he just was so excited over taking his first cock and a first load of cum. After each of their orgasms wound down, Cole pulled Billy into Mike again, and pushed Mike into Billy. This way keeping the hard cocks in the respective asses. Cole still had an idea cooking in his mind, and he needed to rest for a few minutes.